Some of my friends and family kind of got upset by the jokes I made at my own expense in yesterday's post.
They thought I was trashing myself and got a little defensive for me,
just as they would if some big, mean bully were saying not nice things
about me. So, just in case any of you other lovely readers felt bad or
got the urge to rush to my defense, let me set your minds at ease.
Well,
first, let me just say, um...I AM fat and single and spend 80% of my
time alone with only myself to talk to. Them's just the facts. Good, bad
or indifferent. I know some SAHM's who probably think I'm living the
dream (#imnot) and other people that think I'm among those most to be
pitied (#itsnotthatbad), but the reality is, it just is what it is, or
at least, it is what it has been up to this point.
Every day those
realities are there and are something I have to deal with as best I
can. On a good day, I lean into God, take steps towards being the best
me I can,
and sing a lot. Some days, I admit, it is hard and I wind up throwing
myself a kick-ass pity party. Other days, I'm having too much fun to
care. But, every day, I have to figure out a way to deal. When life gets
hard, my mom sometimes says "You can either laugh or cry..." and
yesterday, I chose to laugh. Those jokes weren't veiled self-pity or
attempts to fish for assurances or compliments; there was no pang in my
chest or tears to choke back as I wrote them. They were jokes, plain and
simple...jokes based on difficult and, at times, painful realities
about my life, but, jokes, just the same. So, as I told my friends and
family, #calmdown. I'm ok...and no nachos were consumed in the writing
of yesterday's post, or afterwards.
To those same friends and family who did get upset with/for me...I love that you love me that much.
#mwah! |
xoxo,
-t
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