Even a Turtle has to have a Destination

Sep 27, 2009 12:51

I've been more sluggish lately than I can remember myself ever being. It's nearly 1pm and I want to lay back down until John comes home. I don't think I'm depressed, but I have nothing that's particularly driving me forward at the moment; I haven't any goals for the first time since childhood.

I've been writing, but these routines I create for myself have become pathetically undisciplined. I've stopped taking myself seriously, I suppose.

I missed a dentist appointment last Thursday; I've never missed an appointment before because I just "spaced" it. I'm embarrassed to call and apologize.

I think I'm going to call my last voice teacher, Cynthia Vaughn, and ask if she is able to take on another student; Dana has become insulting, treating me as though I'd only just begun to study voice. I'm tired of being treated like a child and an idiot when I used to be regarded as "special" and "prodigal." I just wish I had enough confidence that I could stand up for myself and tell her exactly how I feel without being deathly afraid of the rejection that might possibly ensue.

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It's weird, but I feel like I'm cheating on Dana. I just sent Cynthia a facebook message, of all things, since she's always on facebook:

Hi Cynthia! I'm afraid I no longer have your phone number, but I'd love to discuss taking private lessons from you again. Would that be possible?

Please feel free to give me a call [303.854.8604] or let me know the best way to reach you.

I look forward to reconnecting!

-Tasha Shayne

voice, music, dana, self-doubt

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