Feeling Ways About Things
My sister Kandi and her family are going to be here in less than 3 hours. The second she gets through the door I think I’m going to time how long it is before she says, “You’re weird, Shae,” and rolls her eyes. It always happens and always feels like the worst insult.
I’ve found myself in the same kind of situation. My Dad once asked me (in a kind of frustrated desperation) “Why can’t you just be normal?” It stung.
I take comfort in the fact that my husband and my friends love the things about me that lead other people to say things like that.
“Why can’t you be normal” means “Why can’t you be self-repressed, like me?”
I have kind of the opposite. My parents are the overly supportive type. My mom’s the extra weird lady who will randomly...
“Why can’t you be normal” means “Why can’t you be self-repressed, like me?”
I’ve found myself in the same kind of situation....Dad once asked me (in a kind of...