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		<title>By: Allison Nazarian</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-260</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison Nazarian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:20:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you Tom :)&lt;br&gt;Alli</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Tom <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br />Alli</p>
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		<title>By: Allison Nazarian</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-1706</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison Nazarian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:20:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you Tom :)&lt;br&gt;Alli</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Tom <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br />Alli</p>
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		<title>By: Allison Nazarian</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-259</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison Nazarian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:20:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Ruby,&lt;br&gt;I hear ya!&lt;br&gt;Sitting down to write this in the midst of the self-beating and overwhelm was new for me. And it was good for me too, apparently. And whenever you speak about something or get it out there in some way, you are automatically making it better because it no longer resides just in the head.&lt;br&gt;So saying it out loud may annoy the crap out of some people, but it sure helps me!&lt;br&gt;Thanks for listening :)&lt;br&gt;Love, Alli</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Ruby,<br />I hear ya!<br />Sitting down to write this in the midst of the self-beating and overwhelm was new for me. And it was good for me too, apparently. And whenever you speak about something or get it out there in some way, you are automatically making it better because it no longer resides just in the head.<br />So saying it out loud may annoy the crap out of some people, but it sure helps me!<br />Thanks for listening <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br />Love, Alli</p>
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		<title>By: Allison Nazarian</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-1708</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison Nazarian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Dec 2009 03:20:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Ruby,&lt;br&gt;I hear ya!&lt;br&gt;Sitting down to write this in the midst of the self-beating and overwhelm was new for me. And it was good for me too, apparently. And whenever you speak about something or get it out there in some way, you are automatically making it better because it no longer resides just in the head.&lt;br&gt;So saying it out loud may annoy the crap out of some people, but it sure helps me!&lt;br&gt;Thanks for listening :)&lt;br&gt;Love, Alli</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Ruby,<br />I hear ya!<br />Sitting down to write this in the midst of the self-beating and overwhelm was new for me. And it was good for me too, apparently. And whenever you speak about something or get it out there in some way, you are automatically making it better because it no longer resides just in the head.<br />So saying it out loud may annoy the crap out of some people, but it sure helps me!<br />Thanks for listening <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br />Love, Alli</p>
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		<title>By: Allison Nazarian</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-258</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison Nazarian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:20:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you Tom :)&lt;br&gt;Alli</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you Tom <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br />Alli</p>
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		<title>By: Allison Nazarian</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-257</link>
		<dc:creator>Allison Nazarian</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 20:20:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Ruby,&lt;br&gt;I hear ya!&lt;br&gt;Sitting down to write this in the midst of the self-beating and overwhelm was new for me. And it was good for me too, apparently. And whenever you speak about something or get it out there in some way, you are automatically making it better because it no longer resides just in the head.&lt;br&gt;So saying it out loud may annoy the crap out of some people, but it sure helps me!&lt;br&gt;Thanks for listening :)&lt;br&gt;Love, Alli</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Ruby,<br />I hear ya!<br />Sitting down to write this in the midst of the self-beating and overwhelm was new for me. And it was good for me too, apparently. And whenever you speak about something or get it out there in some way, you are automatically making it better because it no longer resides just in the head.<br />So saying it out loud may annoy the crap out of some people, but it sure helps me!<br />Thanks for listening <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> <br />Love, Alli</p>
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		<title>By: tomlehner</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-1705</link>
		<dc:creator>tomlehner</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 18:13:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I read that, ok as usual, twice. First of all a friend that is not willing to, (the way YOU call it) crap should rethink the word friendship. &lt;br&gt;Non of us is the way we used to be. Many things happen in live and we go through good and bad times and the result is that our being today is the summing up of life experiences. I&#039;ve been in war, I&#039;ve seen things you could not even imagine and yet I have been told I am a man with a tough outside and a soft inside, I have in relationships with woman and been betrayed and used up until today and sometimes I have bitter moments and sometimes I have happy moments but I like to see every woman as a new experience giving her the benefit of the doubt. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most of the time I digg myself into raising my son and my work and dont have to think of the outcome of &quot;I am not how I used to be&quot;, I hide my sadness from my son not to bother him, I have to act happy becasue in business nobody is interested, my friends keep coming to me with all their problems and dont see my sadness. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yet I am here, for everybody trying to make the best I can. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I read your post twice and since I follow you for a while I got to read some of your posts and think I have an idea of what happend to you in the past year.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You might not be the one you used to be but you are definetly one thing (person): Awesome, inteligent and breath taking beautiful, you have a smile that, everytime my day goes sour, brightens my day. You have a great way to open yourself up to other people and you have alot to say. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And you have a verity of friends, real life friends and online friends and I am preveliged to be one of it. And you even have the nerves to hook up with my sarcastic comments and twisted sense of humor sometimes. And we all love and admire you - one way or the other. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are not the one you used to be - maybe not I dont know - but if so - you are a brand new Allison, and you have grown and developed and when you sometimes sad always know - we are here. I am here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You might not be the one you used to be - you have become better and stronger and I am sure you know who you are.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read that, ok as usual, twice. First of all a friend that is not willing to, (the way YOU call it) crap should rethink the word friendship. <br />Non of us is the way we used to be. Many things happen in live and we go through good and bad times and the result is that our being today is the summing up of life experiences. I&#39;ve been in war, I&#39;ve seen things you could not even imagine and yet I have been told I am a man with a tough outside and a soft inside, I have in relationships with woman and been betrayed and used up until today and sometimes I have bitter moments and sometimes I have happy moments but I like to see every woman as a new experience giving her the benefit of the doubt. </p>
<p>Most of the time I digg myself into raising my son and my work and dont have to think of the outcome of &#8220;I am not how I used to be&#8221;, I hide my sadness from my son not to bother him, I have to act happy becasue in business nobody is interested, my friends keep coming to me with all their problems and dont see my sadness. </p>
<p>But yet I am here, for everybody trying to make the best I can. </p>
<p>I read your post twice and since I follow you for a while I got to read some of your posts and think I have an idea of what happend to you in the past year&#8230;..</p>
<p>You might not be the one you used to be but you are definetly one thing (person): Awesome, inteligent and breath taking beautiful, you have a smile that, everytime my day goes sour, brightens my day. You have a great way to open yourself up to other people and you have alot to say. </p>
<p>And you have a verity of friends, real life friends and online friends and I am preveliged to be one of it. And you even have the nerves to hook up with my sarcastic comments and twisted sense of humor sometimes. And we all love and admire you &#8211; one way or the other. </p>
<p>You are not the one you used to be &#8211; maybe not I dont know &#8211; but if so &#8211; you are a brand new Allison, and you have grown and developed and when you sometimes sad always know &#8211; we are here. I am here. </p>
<p>You might not be the one you used to be &#8211; you have become better and stronger and I am sure you know who you are.</p>
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		<title>By: tomlehner</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-256</link>
		<dc:creator>tomlehner</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 11:13:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I read that, ok as usual, twice. First of all a friend that is not willing to, (the way YOU call it) crap should rethink the word friendship. &lt;br&gt;Non of us is the way we used to be. Many things happen in live and we go through good and bad times and the result is that our being today is the summing up of life experiences. I&#039;ve been in war, I&#039;ve seen things you could not even imagine and yet I have been told I am a man with a tough outside and a soft inside, I have in relationships with woman and been betrayed and used up until today and sometimes I have bitter moments and sometimes I have happy moments but I like to see every woman as a new experience giving her the benefit of the doubt. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Most of the time I digg myself into raising my son and my work and dont have to think of the outcome of &quot;I am not how I used to be&quot;, I hide my sadness from my son not to bother him, I have to act happy becasue in business nobody is interested, my friends keep coming to me with all their problems and dont see my sadness. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yet I am here, for everybody trying to make the best I can. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I read your post twice and since I follow you for a while I got to read some of your posts and think I have an idea of what happend to you in the past year.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You might not be the one you used to be but you are definetly one thing (person): Awesome, inteligent and breath taking beautiful, you have a smile that, everytime my day goes sour, brightens my day. You have a great way to open yourself up to other people and you have alot to say. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And you have a verity of friends, real life friends and online friends and I am preveliged to be one of it. And you even have the nerves to hook up with my sarcastic comments and twisted sense of humor sometimes. And we all love and admire you - one way or the other. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are not the one you used to be - maybe not I dont know - but if so - you are a brand new Allison, and you have grown and developed and when you sometimes sad always know - we are here. I am here. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You might not be the one you used to be - you have become better and stronger and I am sure you know who you are.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I read that, ok as usual, twice. First of all a friend that is not willing to, (the way YOU call it) crap should rethink the word friendship. <br />Non of us is the way we used to be. Many things happen in live and we go through good and bad times and the result is that our being today is the summing up of life experiences. I&#39;ve been in war, I&#39;ve seen things you could not even imagine and yet I have been told I am a man with a tough outside and a soft inside, I have in relationships with woman and been betrayed and used up until today and sometimes I have bitter moments and sometimes I have happy moments but I like to see every woman as a new experience giving her the benefit of the doubt. </p>
<p>Most of the time I digg myself into raising my son and my work and dont have to think of the outcome of &#8220;I am not how I used to be&#8221;, I hide my sadness from my son not to bother him, I have to act happy becasue in business nobody is interested, my friends keep coming to me with all their problems and dont see my sadness. </p>
<p>But yet I am here, for everybody trying to make the best I can. </p>
<p>I read your post twice and since I follow you for a while I got to read some of your posts and think I have an idea of what happend to you in the past year&#8230;..</p>
<p>You might not be the one you used to be but you are definetly one thing (person): Awesome, inteligent and breath taking beautiful, you have a smile that, everytime my day goes sour, brightens my day. You have a great way to open yourself up to other people and you have alot to say. </p>
<p>And you have a verity of friends, real life friends and online friends and I am preveliged to be one of it. And you even have the nerves to hook up with my sarcastic comments and twisted sense of humor sometimes. And we all love and admire you &#8211; one way or the other. </p>
<p>You are not the one you used to be &#8211; maybe not I dont know &#8211; but if so &#8211; you are a brand new Allison, and you have grown and developed and when you sometimes sad always know &#8211; we are here. I am here. </p>
<p>You might not be the one you used to be &#8211; you have become better and stronger and I am sure you know who you are.</p>
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		<title>By: Ruby</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-1707</link>
		<dc:creator>Ruby</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 07:51:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As one who tends toward overwhelm i completely related to this:  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I start to feel utter overwhelm. Helplessness. Uncertainty. Fear. And my EGO starts to suggest that maybe I should stop moving forward or even turn back.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Daily this happens... and then changes into something else... and then comes back... and then recedes again... making it hard to take too seriously.  still, when there, really compelling.  ahhh, so nice to hear someone else speak of it OUT LOUD.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thank you, allison :))</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As one who tends toward overwhelm i completely related to this:  </p>
<p>&#8220;I start to feel utter overwhelm. Helplessness. Uncertainty. Fear. And my EGO starts to suggest that maybe I should stop moving forward or even turn back.&#8221;</p>
<p>Daily this happens&#8230; and then changes into something else&#8230; and then comes back&#8230; and then recedes again&#8230; making it hard to take too seriously.  still, when there, really compelling.  ahhh, so nice to hear someone else speak of it OUT LOUD.  </p>
<p>thank you, allison <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> )</p>
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		<title>By: Ruby</title>
		<link>http://allisonnazarian.com/im-not-the-girl-i-used-to-be/#comment-255</link>
		<dc:creator>Ruby</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Dec 2009 00:51:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>As one who tends toward overwhelm i completely related to this:  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&quot;I start to feel utter overwhelm. Helplessness. Uncertainty. Fear. And my EGO starts to suggest that maybe I should stop moving forward or even turn back.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Daily this happens... and then changes into something else... and then comes back... and then recedes again... making it hard to take too seriously.  still, when there, really compelling.  ahhh, so nice to hear someone else speak of it OUT LOUD.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thank you, allison :))</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As one who tends toward overwhelm i completely related to this:  </p>
<p>&#8220;I start to feel utter overwhelm. Helplessness. Uncertainty. Fear. And my EGO starts to suggest that maybe I should stop moving forward or even turn back.&#8221;</p>
<p>Daily this happens&#8230; and then changes into something else&#8230; and then comes back&#8230; and then recedes again&#8230; making it hard to take too seriously.  still, when there, really compelling.  ahhh, so nice to hear someone else speak of it OUT LOUD.  </p>
<p>thank you, allison <img src='http://allisonnazarian.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> )</p>
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