Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Category: Life Who the hell AM I? Some days I want to get one of those pretty iron-on sweatshirts that the "Grannies" wear (the ones with, like, a heart made out of flowers, surrounded by colorful butterflies & birds) and other times I want to go TOTALLY GOTH- like, shave my hair into a mohawk, dye it blue, put on black lipstick & extra black eyeliner and go around wearing nothing but black. Maybe another day I want to wear black heavy-metal tees and stretch jeans with black hi-top sneakers & do my hair up high. Then there are the days when I want to wear long, flowing skirts and beaded sandals and let my hair go long & free like a mystic or a hippie. My musical tastes are just as diverse. What the hell is wrong with me? I wind up wearing tee-shirts & jeans, but I look too masculine because I have a thick frame & I wear tees that are somewhat neutral sexually. I LOVE Winnie the Pooh, Hello Kitty, My Little Pony & Care Bears, but I don't see myself WEARING them! I have NO CLUE what to do with my HAIR! Most of the time I get this (very 80's) layered/feathered cut & go out in stretch jeans and black hi-tops, but I know that this is WAY out of style & that I'm too fat to be able to pull it off, anyway. Other days, I wish my hair was long enough to put into a pony clip (one of the ones that looks like Geordi La Forge's visor) a or French braid. I love FOOD more than anything else I can think of & depriving myself of DELECTABLE flavors is too painful for me to even imagine! I think I'd lose any desire to live without new and delicious flavors dancing on my tongue at least a few times a week. I THINK I LOVE to cook, but when I think of the ultimate vacation, it involves someone else cooking FOR me?! I want to be the perfect "Susie Homemaker," but I wind up being more of a "Super Homewrecker." I believe in the Bible, but dislike most "Churches" & "Christians." If I had a house with a room devoted to each of my favorite styles of room decor, I would not have enough land in the world to finish it! I want to own a coffee house. One of those eclectic ones with interesting music & psychadelic decor & poetry readings twice a week. I want to serve wraps & organic foods and exotic (free-trade) coffees & teas. I also want to have a bookstore. A USED bookstore. I sit here dreaming about the future & wondering if it's even possible. I know that I'm in love, and I know that Steve loves me, but I get scared about how different we are & how we each have TOTALLY different goals in life. Sometimes I think that Stevie is right on the brink of an official proposal. Then, as soon as I think it, we have an argument about this-or-that & he's not sure anymore. I'm no prize. I know that as deeply as I know that Steve deserves much better, but I also know that I love him & that he loves me. We COULD be miserable together. We WILL be miserable apart. How do we find our similarites & shape them together toward our mutual happiness? I'm not nearly as cocky or intelligent as Steve is. I'm kind of timid & flaky. He has the brains AND the looks- I just TRY to cook & do a mediocre job of "keeping house."  I feel that I've lost any lust for life. I'm sorry if this scares you, Deb, or Jack, or David, or anyone else who may be reading. I guess I'm just having some sort of an identity crisis. Pray for me, feel free to type up any advice you may have (short of anti-depressants, as I'm mostly opposed to mood-altering, liver-destroying drugs). I will just try to cling to Steve for now. Maybe we can find a mutual identity together, as a couple, that will suffice until I find myself again (I am not co-dependent- I DO acknowledge the need for INDIVIDUAL identities, as well).  Sorry y'all had to read this meaningless drivel. Love All Y'alls...     Â
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Comments: 11
Just kidding!
As the song says, I'm "still preoccupied with 1985!"