I know he didn't realize but i can't help but be upset.
Not at him but at the comment said over and over with joy.
I had semi-successfully convinced myself that i wasn't the way i was.
Though every second of everyday i am bombarded with media and people that tell me i need to be different then the way i am.
I play it off as though i am cool but when i look away i hide my face to the world as though to try and act like i'm not hurt.
Of course the parents are like leave the room and never say that again but what can they really do?
I know one day my kids are going to make that same completely naive truthful comment to someone.
My favorite being,"When is the baby due?".
In retrospect i should have never asked what was said.
Oh well i guess it's just going to motivate me more to struggle through to what i "really want to be".
I guess i will return to the land of marshmallow pies with you and try to forget.
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