Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

THE ‘M-E’ ‘ME’ usually refers to oneself in the English language. I find this very coincidental that this also stands for, ‘male ego.’ I think this is the part where I will get severely punished for writing this, but here goes. A man’s ego is important. If you don’t show him how much he matters, well expect to be at the bottom of his priority list or turned into an option. In college, I had some awesome guy friends who in part will probably admit I was pretty scary. Ladies or guys for that matter, if you tower over most men at almost 6 foot as a female inform me on how you handle it lol, and I’ll take notes! (side note, I love being tall!) As a man, petite, short women or men are preferred to boost ego and easier to protect; unless you are the occasional male who wouldn’t mind standing next to an empire state building…alright not that tall, but close. The male ego needs to feel appreciated, wanted, needed, and especially like a hero. Male ego is fragile and can quite easily be misc...

Even though they may not see that I care, it’s wonderful to lie in their arms and not have to worry about a single thing. I just know better because they only want one thing. There cannot be simply cuddling or holding each other and have it be enough. No, it’s as if they have to take it further and ruin it or try pressuring you when you either kick them out, or tell them no. It’s comforting when a man knows you have boundaries and doesn’t cross them. It’s a bonus when there is a mutual understanding and he genuinely cares about you and what you think about them. I think I am one of those individuals who comes home from work with a strain in my neck and back from sitting in an office chair staring at a monitor; and wish that someone would lovingly give me a massage. Going to a massage place is costly especially if you try to do this monthly, it racks up in cost after a while. Maybe it is the romantic side of me, but when I look into their eyes I like to see that they are happy...

I don't know what's harder, the beginning, the middle or the end of something you thought would last. for two weeks I have been sick on and off, and my life things I like doing have been put on hold, no gym, no life group, no bible study, it's been miserable and this week I could only go to work one day because I have pink eye in both eyes, trying to get well again. When I don't get to go anywhere or do anything, I do it anyways. I worked out while sick last week and made it worse. I went to see Iron Man yesterday after work because I needed to get out. I disinfected the apartment periodically and cursed when I saw statuses of people going out and having fun when I'm stuck. during my time in my room, or in the shower, or cleaning, I began to fester about what I could have been doing, what I needed to do, or what happened while I was absent, or about all the people I cared about who maybe forgot about me. Here's the thing, everyone has a hobby, or maybe its a fla...

I went to a college counselor and that is mostly all I had done as far as therapy was concerned. I didn’t really like labels nor do I like the idea of being told that a certain drug may help, when I have never taken them and don’t plan to. However, while creating this master list I felt that spiritually, mentally, and physically, I have plenty of time to grow in this life. I thought maybe since I found a new church to try out a program that is 12 weeks, and do it just because. Self-growth is nothing to be embarrassed about. In fact my friend Bobby and I talked a lot about how people can really benefit from it. Self-growth means being able to take a situation and not react, but respond in a professional, appropriate manner. The most difficult parts of human personalities can be ones weaknesses. I struggle with patience, emotional stability at times, sensitivity, a need to be right, etc. I could keep going, but my intent was to show up to this person, (yes they are a str...