Friends, I am so so excited to announce that I am LAUNCHING MY WEBSITE (alexandratsahiridis.com) MARCH 15TH! After many months of long nights and early mornings, backaches, and hand cramps, I am finally ready to release my “secret project” and publish for you all! In the meantime…. find me on Instagram @alexandratsahiridis on how to enter my give away for TWO FREE PHOTOSHOOTS, by yours truly. I’m super pumped to get things rolling and public. Thank you for all the support I have received so far. Y’all are the best.
Alrighty, so we all know that dating is hard. It’s more annoying than anything, really. Especially being back new to the dating game. Oh it’s all fun and games until you find yourself sitting across the table with the worse date of your entire life. Girls just wanna have fun…. and a nice date for once. As I spend time lamenting my terrible date stories to anyone who is wishing for a laugh, I come to you, sweet readers to let ya know that it’s totally totally normal. I know my therapist secretly gets a kick out of my new ridiculous story week after week. But I’m not kidding, I just seem to have the worst luck ever, when it comes to men? The point of this… I’m so over the dating scene and I just got here. I have mixed emotions about social life and dating in general.
I know I’m young, but 10 years from now, I don’t want to regret not living it up when I should have. I have a serious case of FOMO (Fear of Missing Out)…. On the other hand….. I think I spend the majority of time either talking myself out of doing something or being with someone or thinking of ways I could cancel. I try to see the best in people, however, ever since 21 snuck up on me, I am now more aware of how fast time goes while also understanding that I have my whole life ahead of me. The point being, I don’t have time to waste. Truly. And you don’t either. So, for me, if I choose to invest my time in something or someone, that’s a pretty damn big deal.
Dating is not only annoying as hell, but also a really scary thing. When I was a kid, I would have riding lessons weekly. Dressed to the nines, thanks to my mother, I would get on a horse 4 times my size and felt FREEDOM. I absolutely love riding. I was a jumper and fell in love with it, a few moments in which I was flying in the air. However, I didn’t always love it, much less like it. The first time I ever tried, it was a 4 foot jump. I didn’t know what to expect honestly. So, there I am, little 7 year old Alexandra in pigtails, and I went for it. And I fell off my horse completely. I was bruised for weeks. Of course, I bawled my eyes out, scared out of my mind, never wanting to see a horse again, much less jump. I remember my mom coming to pick me up, my palms bloody from hitting the ground and my shirt tear stained. I was a mess. She picked me up, wiped my face, dusted me off, and told me to get back in the saddle. One fall was not going to scare her Alexandra. Shakingly, I climbed back up and tried again. The second time, I didn’t fall completely, but I definitely was jolted, being completely thrown forward. “Again.” she said, “You have nothing to be scared of.” And again I went. Again and again, I jumped until the sun began setting behind the hills and the crickets began chirping. I got back in the saddle and kept at it till I found the love again. 
Love and relationships are a lot like getting knocked off a horse. It hurts like hell, makes you scared to death in fear that you’ll land on the hard ground, but you gotta just keep getting back on the saddle.
Today’s Mantra:
“I AM not scared of falling.”
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