Saddle Shoes & Back in the Groove
I meant what I said yesterday. I still wonder where the punchline is. Like, when is someone going to tell me that this is a major joke and it's going to get better soon. You know, like...where is Amy Grant to come out with the happy people and the dude dressed like Spiderman to say "little birdie, you're free cuz he paid the price". That's what happens when I take Tylenol PM too early. Sooo yeah, last night, I sat up and thought. I had no choice because I was up front with CJ and he hides remotes. I let something get to me that had never gotten to me before. At age 28.781, I allowed something that has affected me from birth finally get me down. Something that I had cracked jokes about, hid quite well and even ignored...had broken my spirit. After tearing up, I had to ask myself why it bothered me this time. What about this last month made me so upset. I realized why...because I actually started to pity myself. Tamara...pitied herself. I am the bouncy, bubbly ...