The Over 40 Princess

April 25, 2010

No Pedestals

I have no false modesty. I barely make it most days. I know, it looks like I have it all together, or think I do. I don’t and I’m not fooling anyone.

Just like the rest of the world, I bumble and stumble and crawl through the mosh-pit of life, trying to get to the stage. Seems further all the time.

Days I can’t face dealing with one more petty fight, one more but of trauma drama heaped on me because I attract the center of the swirling storms of poop. I have to be doing it on some level. I’m taking a year to mentally re-group and delete that part of my character. Just be and do and see. Work for what I need to be happy without being controversial.

I’m not sure I can do that. Maybe that’s the problem. I want everything to be fair and straight forward. It’s never going to be that way.


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No Pedestals

I have no false modesty. I barely make it most days. I know, it looks like I have it all together, or think I do. I don’t and I’m not fooling anyone.

Just like the rest of the world, I bumble and stumble and crawl through the mosh-pit of life, trying to get to the stage. Seems further all the time.

Days I can’t face dealing with one more petty fight, one more but of trauma drama heaped on me because I attract the center of the swirling storms of poop. I have to be doing it on some level. I’m taking a year to mentally re-group and delete that part of my character. Just be and do and see. Work for what I need to be happy without being controversial.

I’m not sure I can do that. Maybe that’s the problem. I want everything to be fair and straight forward. It’s never going to be that way.


Uncategorized @ 10:48 am
Comments Off

No Pedestals

I have no false modesty. I barely make it most days. I know, it looks like I have it all together, or think I do. I don’t and I’m not fooling anyone.

Just like the rest of the world, I bumble and stumble and crawl through the mosh-pit of life, trying to get to the stage. Seems further all the time.

Days I can’t face dealing with one more petty fight, one more but of trauma drama heaped on me because I attract the center of the swirling storms of poop. I have to be doing it on some level. I’m taking a year to mentally re-group and delete that part of my character. Just be and do and see. Work for what I need to be happy without being controversial.

I’m not sure I can do that. Maybe that’s the problem. I want everything to be fair and straight forward. It’s never going to be that way.


Uncategorized @ 10:48 am
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