Aug 05, 2010 23:08
When I was a little girl-child, I actually listened to what Raffi had to say and I tried to "just be myself". I was rejected by my peers and told by adults that I was too weird, and my wounds were a just consequence of not knowing how to not be so weird.
You would think I would have learned by now. I am just too bizarre for public consumption, I guess. I love my friends and my wife more than anything, and most of the time that is enough. But sometimes I wish that I could either fit in with the normal world full of minivan people, or retire from it completely. Oh, well. I'll just have to remember to keep my tentacles to myself from now on.
If you'll excuse me, I will wrap up my five-hour crying jag. Or try to.