I wouldn't change anything about my life except myself. It's probably why I keep this blog thing going. I am not great at expressing how I feel, in fact, I come in last in that department. I do it better when I'm writing or typing it out.
I am a relaxed type of person. I am happy and carefree most of the time. I'm a positive thinker. I can be in the crappiest of moods, but I will appear to be just my normal self. I try to avoid the dramatic side of life as much as possible. Affection is not my best trait, in fact I don't even think I have that trait. Maybe because that's how I was raised.
The only person who knows how I really am is my husband. But even then, I don't think I give him or my kids enough hugs and kisses. I don't like crying or shedding tears, for some reason it seems embarassing, even if it is from just watching something sad on TV. I am like an android, I am emotionless...unless I am alone...and being alone like I am right now at this very moment...nobody knows.
My special day...it doesn't seem so special. It's probably because he's not here. I could care less at the fact that I'm 30, it has no effect on me. I go on about my day as a normal day, clean, talk to some friends on the phone, surf the web. But now that everything is done, the kids are in bed and I have time to reflect, I think to myself, I am the greatest actor on earth.
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