If you expect nothing from anybody you are never disappointed.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
Frankly, 95% of this post does not paint me in a pretty light. It is, however, 100% TRUEand sometimes the truth is not pretty.
Being vulnerable has never been my forte.
But I can’t be angry at anybody else.
Not in good conscience anyway.
Because I broke my own rule, it’s my own fault.
Yet, still — don’t like being blindsided. Do you?
So, here on these spiral stairs, with a copy of The Bell Jar, I stay.
Trying not to worry too much but feel worse than I did yesterday.
Sit in silence, overthink, pout. When really, I should
Take the advice of Oasis and STOP Crying My Heart Out!!!
I’m an oven of a woman. There isn’t much that sets me to full on BROIL.
But many an instance where…
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