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6 Words To Describe Yourself

If you could only use 6 words to describe yourself to a stranger, what would they be, and why?  The #1 rule here is that you can NOT list more negative traits than positive ones.  It’s always easier for us to knock ourselves down than to lift ourselves up.  We need to resist that inclination, lest we make it come true ourselves.  If you think you’re a pile of shit, that’s what you’ll destine yourself to be.  Reach for greatness, and even if you fail, you will know you tried.  Here are my 6 words.


I’ve always had an awesome, though sometimes peculiar and pervy, sense of humor.  I don’t think anyone who knows me will argue that point.  If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a million times…Life is too short to spend it miserable.  You can choose to smile and laugh at what life hands you, whether it be silver or shit, or you can sit there and cry over it.  It’s still going to be silver or shit, whichever way you choose to handle it, so why sit there moping?  Get busy living, or get busy dying, as Red would say.

Don’t get me wrong, humor can have its dark side as well.  We can smile and laugh in front of the world to hide the fact that ours is crumbling.  It’s easier to hide the pain than face it or let the world know what we’re going through.  Even in circumstances as dark as these though, a smile is still more brave and acceptable than a whimper.


As long as I can remember, I’ve always had an awesome imagination.  When I was a child, it was always me my that my younger brother and sister use to fight over to play with.  I always came up with the most awesome ways to roleplay.  I was also the child that it was impossible to punish by making me sit in the corner, or anywhere for that matter.  Go ahead and take my toys away from me, I have fingers which I can pretend are animal, dinosaurs, planes, spaceships, and character.

I could entertain myself for hours with my own thoughts.  I still can today.  I’m one of those lucky people who can not only remember a sizable number of my dreams, but I’m capable of lucid dreaming as well.  And oh the stories my adult mind can come up with…lol.  My only downfall is the expression of these ideas.  A great oralist, I am not.

One of my greatest fears, one that I can’t believe I forgot to include in a recent post I did on my fears, is public speaking.  I loathe it and will lose sleep just thinking about having to address any audience above a handful of people.  I express myself MUCH better via my computer keyboard and Microsoft Word, which is fine and dandy with me.  Heck, look how much I’ve rattled on just talking about my imagination. 😊


Not to sound too much like a flower child here, but I’ve always been a person very much in touch with the emotions of the people around me.  I’ve always been able to read people’s emotions and thus help them with their problems if they’ll let me.  I’m sure I could cite several of my friends and family, especially on Facebook, who would attest to this fact.  I’m a listener and an advisor.  The only person who I usually can’t help is myself…lol.


This may be more of a lifestyle than a word to describe me, but it is definitely a defining term of my life.  I’ve had my ups, I’ve had my downs.  In luck, in mood, in good times and in bad, in and out of financial stability.  When something negative happens in my life, there is usually a positive around the corner and visa versa.  I never get too far ahead or too far behind.  I just balance out.  I have no problem with this.  There is only ONE area of my life that has never seemed equally successful vs unsuccessful, and that’s the next word I have to describe myself.


I know that I’ve touched on this one on a few posts I’ve made over the past several months.  It’s definitely a defining part of who I am though and one area in which I’ve never found balance.  With the exception of an 8-year failed marriage, my love life has been virtually barren for my 51 years on this spinning rock.  And that 8-year marriage in itself was pretty much a sham.  I fell for the first woman who showed an interest in me because she was the ONLY woman who had ever shown any interest me.  It really wasn’t love.

I was 30 years old, desperate, and took what I could get.  I will NEVER say that it was a mistake because I got two beautiful and wonderful children out of the deal, but I’m still alone.  I’m not going to beat this one to death, as I don’t like to dwell on the negative.  I just acknowledge it for the part of me that it is.


If you know me well or have been keeping up with this blog for the last 5 months it’s been up and running, you know this one as well as you knew about my sense of humor.  I am a writer.  Like I’ve said, I convey my thoughts so much better in print than I do in any other fashion.  To tell a story or give a speech orally, I’m a stumbling, bumbling, stuttering mess who sounds like he should be back in 3rd grade.  That may even be insulting 3rd graders…lol.

As I’m sure you’ve seen from my stories and other blogs, I can go on forever typing it all out.  The downside of this is the fact that I spent most of my life with low self-esteem.  I’d love starting a new story or novel or other forms of written project, and then I’d get to over critical about my work and re-edit and re-edit it to death until I finally gave up in total frustration.  I have a folder full of such projects over the years.  It wasn’t until recently, when I finally left the world of retail hell behind me, for medical reasons, that I built up the self-worth to truly go after my dream of becoming a successful writer and author.  With one published short story under my belt and a full-length novel well on the way, I’d say I’m at least on my way.

Do you agree with my 6 words I used to describe myself?  I think they’re pretty accurate, and that I kept to the positive side more than the negative.  So, what are YOUR 6 words?  Leave your responses in the comments below.