Up at 6:30.
Wearing slacks and a damn belt.
This is not me. This is not me. This is not me.
You try really hard to convince yourself that it’s all okay, but underneath it all, you know it’s not. What is right for 95% of the rest of the world is not what I’m supposed to be doing. For better or for worse, it’s just not the way I’m built, and I have the hardest time accepting that. Part of me knows this, part of me just wants to have all the things that my other friends have or want.
It feels like I’ve jumped the track again, riding parallel to where I should be. Or maybe I just never got back to the right track, ever since 1998.
Those of you that have to be around me today: I apologize in advance.
i used to think the same thing but then i got my first paycheck and thought “maybe wearing a skirt everyday isn’t that bad”
good luck today…i’m rooting for you.