Jul 6, 2017
I often wish I left that little girl behind, until I see someone across the room; that Got-it-all-together Girl who I secretly wish might trip and fall just this once. I mean, if I can't BE her, in her crowd, or on her social feed, then what's the harm?
Sorry, sometimes my wall-flower-never-fit-in loneliness of the past still sneaks up on me, launching a label into the crowd. But it does make me feel bad later. Especially when I realize that I'm supposed to be the one linking shields with other women... all women... even her.