Don't you hate it when you feel like crying for no reason all the time...and then you think about how dumb that is and then you have to laugh at yourself but when you are done laughing you feel like an idiot? OK, it is probably just me that feels that way.
It is so frustrating that right now I can't even write about it. I am afraid to write about it because I don't want anyone to think that I am having a pity party and I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, but at the same time I want to tell...well everyone. I wish that I could explain to people who don't me very well (and even some who do) why I have an overwhelming urge to cry on their lap....I wish I could explain it to me.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Down, down, down.
Posted by Mamma Schmoo at 10:47 AM
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Meh, you should see some of the blogs I read, talk about pity party. I wouldn't worry too much about, I think that's kind of the point - put it all out there warts and all and the people you really care about actually end up liking you better than they already do. I wish I could say it as well as Winter does (she's got some great posts about this) but I'm just not as good of a writer as the two of you (or Mike Todd for that matter). There, my envy is out there for the world to see and you still love me, right?
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