I had this discussion with myself on the way home from work today. I've been moping and feeling sorry for myself and been wrapped up in myself - self absorbed, and basically been a big pain in the ass for the past six months - maybe even longer, and it's time to move on. I've made choices, I've weighed the options, I've got to stick with them so I might as well do it as opposed to living under a cloud and waiting for a magic wand to fall out of the sky - it's not.
So. For future reference, an open letter to Gina....
LOWER THE DAMN BAR. For you, for others, People haven't set the bar for you, you've set it for yourself. Who CARES if you hesitate while turning left at a stop sign. If you don't turn at JUST the right time. Who CARES if you're 157 pounds. Is 5 pounds REALLY Going to make that much difference? If it does to somebody else then that somebody isn't worth keeping in the circle of people who you care about. Who CARES if the parents at soccer think you're an idiot. THEY didn't volunteer when they needed a coach. And so what if they did. You don't need to pretend to be super woman, and you don't need to assume you're a slug. You're neither. You're better than you think, so don't pretend, just be.
I've WASTED the past 6 months moping. It's time to stop. When T sent me the link to this diary i thought two things, I thought maybe I'd post about sailing and I thought there's no way I can post about the things I keep inside because people might see them. Screw the things I keep inside. It's time to throw off the disguise and just be. Not be Fabulous, but just be happy.
Lord, please let the sun stay out, it helps!!!
So. For future reference, an open letter to Gina....
LOWER THE DAMN BAR. For you, for others, People haven't set the bar for you, you've set it for yourself. Who CARES if you hesitate while turning left at a stop sign. If you don't turn at JUST the right time. Who CARES if you're 157 pounds. Is 5 pounds REALLY Going to make that much difference? If it does to somebody else then that somebody isn't worth keeping in the circle of people who you care about. Who CARES if the parents at soccer think you're an idiot. THEY didn't volunteer when they needed a coach. And so what if they did. You don't need to pretend to be super woman, and you don't need to assume you're a slug. You're neither. You're better than you think, so don't pretend, just be.
I've WASTED the past 6 months moping. It's time to stop. When T sent me the link to this diary i thought two things, I thought maybe I'd post about sailing and I thought there's no way I can post about the things I keep inside because people might see them. Screw the things I keep inside. It's time to throw off the disguise and just be. Not be Fabulous, but just be happy.
Lord, please let the sun stay out, it helps!!!
)h ugh Soccer Parents!
Date: 2003-06-12 02:43 pm (UTC)Those are the HungUpCluelesses of the world. They are the ones totally oblivious to the Wonder and Magic. Ignore them, they don't know you really exist anyway.
Besides I love watching the little ones play soccer. Roo is a wonder, he can kick that ball like no ones business. I love the little airplane exercises. I love watching them learn to use their bodies.
:-)