Follow my blog with BloglovinI look forward to Twisted Mixtape Tuesdays. I would say that it makes my Tuesdays more bearable. I love the thrill I get with each new challenge and the giddiness that comes when I find the perfect song. I feel like a school girl giggling because a crush smiled at me. This week, the theme was past mistakes and since it’s the new year and everyone gets a little nostalgic around this time of year, I decided to do a musical representation of my past mistakes.
At least once in everyone’s life, I hope, we have had a moment where we wake up next to someone and we think, WTH why do I do this to myself. I’ve had that moment, more than a few times. Ms. Womack sings this song beautifully and nothing is more true than the lyric, “Everybody has someone they just can’t help but want.” Some of the worst mistakes I’ve ever made was convincing myself that I could change other people. You can’t change the spots on a leopard the same way you’re going to hate yourself in the morning.
If you asked any woman, they would probably say most of their past mistakes lie in the romance department. It’s true for me as well. Some people force you to make repeated mistakes until you eventually learn and stop repeating the past. When you look back years later, they turn out to be your favorite mistake.
Joey is a song about what ifs. The questions that plague you through life that you will never get an answer to because you can’t change the past. You made your decisions and your life now is the result of that. It’s a shame we all don’t have a guardian angel to show us what life would have been like if we would have chosen path A instead of B.
I break things. I break people’s will, I wear them down until they just give in. It’s just easier that way. I went through most of my 20’s not really caring about people’s feelings and doing whatever I wanted. I regret a lot of that and made a lot of years later apologies. It really didn’t matter to those people affected but it mattered to me. Sometimes you have to eat crow to bring more good mojo into your life. Thankfully, I don’t do it anymore. I’ve passed that trait onto my husband, he has a bad habit of breaking glassware, accidentally on purpose. Especially when it’s an ugly mug he got as a birthday gift.
I have foot in mouth syndrome, it has been the bane of my existence and the best thing about me, my whole life. You either love me or hate me but at some point I’m going to have to tell you I’m sorry.