Zero Bravery Lots of Excuses
Posted on | April 19, 2010 | 2 Comments
She wasn’t always the girl with the SMTWTFS pillbox, unable to leave the house most days. She was afraid to look in the mirror as the reflection might make her realize her life was truly wasting away. She used to be someone else, but that person wasn’t here today. Who knows where “she” went. She was hiding perhaps in the attic or amongst the myriad of junk in the garage. She was hiding in the whispers of the people who once knew her, wondering what happened to that often vibrant girl, who could make everyone smile with a smile of her own. She was hiding from herself in her own head, amongst the thoughts and ideas, in the catacombs of memories, in the journeys yet to be taken.
She was buried under a huge pile of anger and grief and loss. She was pissed off. She was mad at herself as if she wasn’t good enough, even though that wasn’t the case. That “not good enough” title worked so well on so many occasions. It was so used to being there, and she wore it proudly like a Miss America sash. Oh where was that tiara now?
She was really mad at herself. She was letting others down. She wondered what the whispers were saying this time…
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April 19th, 2010 @ 3:27 pm
You never, ever let me down, ZG. You are a source of inspiration and food-for-thought for me. And you always, always make me smile. You have a purpose in the world, and it is to slay all the dragons with that eloquent pen of yours. And I’m gonna be around when it happens.
April 19th, 2010 @ 3:51 pm
Thank you… (sniff sniff)