Oct 23, 2005 20:05
People are changing, people are showing parts of themselves- whether the demonstrations be in glimpses, or in unrivaled egotistical cabarets.
I do not like change.
Mama mailed again, and I'm looking forward to Christmas. She has someone very beneficial lined up, and the marriage may turn out to be enjoyable.
Why do people not understand? They criticise, they gasp, they point, but they do not attempt to comprehend. For Merlin's sake- why not? What is so horrific about fertility? What is so torturous about a life of caring for others, about a life of being needed? About a life of culturing, molding, directing, until the result is perfection? Make no mistake, I am not dim, nor am I trivial, or demonstrate vast amounts of idiocy.
Why must people be so... ignorant as to suggest that everything is more important than a woman's duty?
Trophy wife.
Oh, but I am being bitter. And it doesn't do to be bitter.
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