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Go on, think of this as a free pass to brag for a little bit, tell us something you've accomplished or something you're glad you did
I'm proud to have a sister who to an extent had to "grow up" fast since our Mother passed.
She may be younger than me but has taken the role of Mum making sure us foolish males in the family are kept inline while holding studying full time to be a Veterinary physician. At the same time I feel bad that she had to endure the sudden jump into adulthood without enjoying the prime years of her childhood.
Being the first openly gay candidate in Hawaii State History to be elected as a delegate to the Democratic National Convention. Other gay candidates were elected at the same time as me, so technically I was part of a group that included the first gays elected. But it was still a thrill, and a big deal at the time.
I'm proud of my weight loss but the thing I'm happiest about isn't something I'm proud of it's just something I'm glad I did, it just feels right
A few years ago my spinger spaniel molly had a Mini stroke, her personality and quality of life slowly deteriorated after that until it got the point where my mum had to do the kindest thing and take her to be put her down, me being stubborn and having known her all my life knew it was the right thing to do but still was unfairly resentful of the choice at the time
She and my brother wanted to leave her with the vets despite not liking the idea, they both went the their rooms and I think had a bit if a cry over what we were going to do and right there and then I went to the shed, grabbed a ridiculously small shovel and started digging at the bottom of the garden, I was there for hours and hours, by the time I finished my back was agony, I had a blister on the edge of my left hand and a blood blister in the middle of my right but it meant she could be buried at her home in the spot where she used to lie in the sun
I'm very proud of my oldest daughter. She was raised sailing around the world and didn't get to school until 12, but managed to get into one of the best art schools in the nation, anyway. Good on ya kid!
This refrigerator. You have no idea the horrors I just went through for over an hour to make this thing white again, inside and out plus all the shelves and even the butter dish thingy. I feel so disgusting I jus wanna go home and cry in my birdbath for the remainder of the day.
It may sound a bit unimportant to some, but I am proud to have finished high school. Neither one of my older siblings did.
I was born ginger. I had freckles, had to wear bi-focals and had a shit sense of fashion. I got to university and learned. I travelled India, North Africa, South Asia, China, South America and Australasia. I quit great jobs, I took risks, I set up my own business. I put myself in dangerous situations but came through. I have a wife, 2 great boys and an extremely happy life whereby I do whatever I want to do. Life is absolutely fucking great. Fuck being proud, I just want to be happy. My family have fun and we all have a lot of love. That is all that is important.
I created the computer architecture, designed and coded software that drives a critical piece of the floor trading systems for the New York Stock Exchange. I have published research articles and also have one million dollars in liquid assets.
I want to say I'm a top filmmaker, married a beautiful man, and am living happily ever after in my Victorian mansion with millions of dollars, but I can't. I'm not proud of anything.
I was going to say still being able to eat an entire Family Special from the local pizzeria after all this time, but that's just stupid, so I'll go with weight loss even though I've happily mentioned it more times on here than I realized. I wear small sized clothing now and I seem to no longer be a D-cup in bras. Maybe in time, I can shrink them back down to the B-cups they were before. Bras were so much cheaper in smaller sizes.
Now is a terrible time for me to brag. I feel so stuck.
But I am a great mother.
My mom approved my knowledge on cooking after she loved the taste of the soup I made for her. It's a great feeling when your mom knows you're good at something.