Queue Mid-Life Crisis

This may sound ridiculous, and so it will. But, I am pretty damn tired of trying to fit myself into the expectations I believe are focused on someone like me – single mom, three little kids. Tonight I accidentally reminded myself of who I thought I once was, and found that I don’t know really who I am now and yet, of course, I know myself really well.

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2 Responses to “Queue Mid-Life Crisis”

  1. A. Nonymous Says:

    No it doesn’t sound ridiculous at all. This is what happens when a person, who is perfectly fine and living in Texas with her whole life in front of her decides to go way the fuck out of her way, across the ocean to a tiny island nation inhabited by mongrels, hooks up with the worst one then allows it to follow her back through our borders into this country and has sex with it spawning three children that it doesn’t care a whit about which in turn causes all four a lifetime of hardship and grief.

  2. Kanga Says:

    I was living in Washington State and planning on moving to Portland once I got the Ireland thing out of my system. Sadly, the next step of my plan was to go to graduate school on the east coast and become a famous conflict resolver/ negotiator/ diplomat.

    *Sigh*

    Those conflict resolution skills would have come in handy too.

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