My name is Stephanie, I am 23, and I have been married to my husband Rob for two & 1/2 years now.
I like to think I am way more complicated than I am. I am brutally honest, which often times lands me in a load of trouble with those I love.
I live my life like an open book. There are only a few things I keep to myself, but I don't even hold those things too secret if someone inquires of them.
I hate gossip. I love to have "deep" conversations....and I like to debate on things. I tend to play "the devil's advocate" just for interesting conversation. I usually side with the underdogs.
I often times over think and over analyze things;
I am not a good decision maker.
If I am alone for too long I can sink into an utter-depression, although sometimes I feel comfortable being alone with my thoughts...it's usually not a good thing for me.
I am young, but I have lived a pretty full life so far. I have pretty much been there, done that, got the t-shirt, and sold it on e-bay, but I am glad for my experiences...as hard and as painful as a lot of them have been. I would not be the person I am today without having gone through them.
I have a few close friends, I am very loyal. I would take a bullet for any one of them (not that I think I would ever have to, but you know what I mean.)
I like to read, write, and paint, although I don't do much of all that anymore.
I love warm sunny weather, grassy meadows and clear beaches, I love warm rainy days and thunderstorms. I love music, I love theatre.
I love my family.
I love coffee, I love Mexican food. I love my husband. I love talking politics, I love to clean my house, I love to cook. I love meeting new and different kinds of people, especially my own age.
I would love to be able to sew, and knit. I make hemp jewelry and I can do henna tattoos.
There is definitely some tree-hugger in me...
I love my family and my friends.
I think I am a good friend. I will stick with my friends through thick and thin, and as much as I may want to fix other people's problems, I know I am NOT the one for the job, but all I can do is be there for them and love them.
I tend to have unreasonably high expectations of myself, which is probably why I am constantly disappointed in myself, and I rarely accomplish my goals.
In spite of all that I have managed to remain abnormally critical of myself, maybe one day I will learn to let things go.
Surprisingly, I have come a long way from where I used to be, and I have learned to laugh at myself, and shake things off. I thank my husband for that, he is completely opposite of me in this sense.
Rob (my husband) has been my hero since day one.....I am not the mushy, lovey-dovey kind...but here goes the "aaaawwww" part.
Honestly, if it weren't for him, I am not so sure if I would be here today. He has been my life-saver. There have been many times my melancholy personality has lead me down the spiral of depression, and if it weren't for him making me literally drag my feet at times; I would not have made it through. I truly love him dearly, and through the rough course of our marriage have grown to respect and adore him.
He is the leader, the stable one, the hopeful thinker, and the dreamer. He is the constant positive to my negative. I count myself very lucky to have found him, and that he hasn't even thought of giving up on me once.
My life seems to be in constant state of transition. I find myself wanting to settle at least somewhere, and map out the rest of my life. I think that comes from having one surprise or obstacle after another...such is life right?