I didn’t realize my drama queen tendencies until I went back home. I am so much like my mother that I have begun to annoy myself. Seriously. I have done some sobering personality introspection in hopes of completely liking what I see and hope that people like what they see as well. So many people say, “I don’t care what people think about me.” Am I wrong for caring? I do to an extent. I don’t want to give off the wrong impression or unintentionally falsify characteristics (which I think I do sometimes). Sometimes I don’t want to be happy or funny. Sometimes I don’t want to smile at people but I do because I don’t want them to think I’m rude because I’m not…intentionally. Now people’s view of me doesn’t guide my life entirely… if at all. If I show you the complete and unrestrained me and let you know how I feel in all sincerity and you choose not to like me then there isn’t anything I can do… oh well. It’s unfortunate though. My mom is great and I love her dearly but she can be a bit much at times.
About Me
- Mel
- It's my goal know myself in and out without question. To establish a firm foundation of self without crack or contour so that I may become the mother, daughter, sister, student, mentee, mentor and Christian that I am destined to be. And, at times, that means, removing people (with or without a declaration of doing so), limiting access to new people, and re-inviting people that maynot have be given a second look