I'm not the type to do anything simply for the recognition or attention, but it would be nice to know that those who love me are happy for me- even when it's not something they understand- that they are just happy that I'm happy. However, I know that's not and never will be the case.

The husband and I worked our asses off and became 100% debt free this year! Woo! Because of that, we decided to finally pull the trigger and book our dream trip to Europe yesterday. I was giddy with excitement and wanted to tell everyone... but I stopped myself. I recalled the time a few years ago when I excitedly told my parents we booked a trip to Iceland. My mom gave me this quizzical look and simply asked, "why?" Talk about a buzzkill.

I only have a couple close friends. One of them has a one year old and is, I suspect, miserable in this stage of motherhood. As such, she tends to make snide, passive-aggressive remarks... to the point where I don't want to share anything at all because she makes it seem like I'm rubbing my life in her face when I'm just sharing with a friend.

It just sucks knowing that if I announced that I was pregnant tomorrow, I would receive more love and praise and happiness than ever...because that's what I'm *supposed* to do. That's the only "accomplishment" the people in my life understand and support.

No point to this post... just venting, lol.