Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Caring too much

I wanna cry, just caring too much.

It's exhausting.

It's who I am.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

How am I supposed to do it all?

And don't tell me I'm not.

No hugs?!

It makes me sad when a teenage client tells me that she has never seen her parents hug or kiss each other.

Nor has she ever hugged or kissed her parents.

Or her 10 siblings for that matter.

No wonder she is so confused and lost and needing love.

Just so sad...


I was told tonight that I shouldn't tweet because I am too negative.

And it would just give me a another place to put my negativity out there.

And I would only tweet negative things.



I love to dance.
Free style, my own way. Not follow-the-teacher - or dance in a circle.

At parties, there are people that dance too.
There are people who do a little jig on the side.
And there are people who just watch.

And it always looks like the people who just watch are in so much pain.
Like they wish they could just dance. But they can't.
They won't.

When they were little I bet they did.
But now that they are "all grown up", they can't dance anymore.

I wonder how many of those people dance in the privacy of their own bedrooms?

I always feel sad for those people who don't know how to let go.
I feel uptight for them...

And am thankful G-d gave a me free spirit, to be able to just feel the music,

and dance!!!

Thursday, March 15, 2012


And why do I worry and feel bad for not being home for Ely when she gets home from school, and he can leave for a 2-hour bike ride 20 minutes before she is supposed to get home?

Where is the conciousness?

Why does it bother me and not him?

Don't understand...

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Wow! It HAS been awhile...sorry!

Two months to be exact.
How did you all live? ;)

So daily I think of things I want to vent or complain about. And know I can't put it out on Facebook. So I thought maybe I'd just write my one liners, the way I think of them in my head...

Well see if I actually do it.

For now, my thought is: why is it that I am responsible for running the house, when I am working almost a full time job?! How did I end up here?! I'm tired of being super woman all the time....

Just sayin'