Case In Point
I’m getting my stubbornness up. I don’t often do so, since it ends up rather like a bull in a china shop when it happens, and something always ends up broken at the end. Yes I’m a Taurus. But I feel this situation calls for it, and large helpings of it. Frankly, there are several things that need to be broken, so it’s time to bring the bull out.
I hate my life. Oh yes, I said it. I’m a single mother of a nine year old, broke, living on welfare, right next to my parent’s house, can’t pay my bills half the time, get no child support from the Idiot…frankly I’m pretty sure this is my definition of HELL. Toss in a whole host of medical problems: fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue syndrome, herniated disc in lower back, anxiety (ya THINK?), depression (gee, wonder why), chronic headaches – including compression headaches which are in my eyes the worst thing on the planet – and you have yourself one hot mess.
I’m so done with it. I want what I want and by the gods I’m going to get it. And if it kills me, do you really think I care? I’m tired of whining, even with cause. It’s time for me to pull up that good ole family fortitude, bring in the bull and get this party started. I need control of my life, and I’m the only one who can do it. The only one who can get the things done that need to be done, the only one who really has any say in pretty much everything. I’m it. The buck stops here. Pick your favorite expression.
So, even if I have to be hopped up on pain meds and coffee, I’m charging. Feel free to smack me around if you catch me whining, redirect me, or otherwise beat the hell out of me. I’m a tough broad, I can take it. It’s on Universe, it is fucking ON!
Unvarnished Creativity 