The other day on one of my Facebook pages, I hit a very hot topic…no intention of doing so…but I did. I dare not bring it up again, because frankly…I can’t take ONE more negative thing.
I can honestly tell you that the last time I was this low was 2002…and something about your husband dying makes people at least give you a break for a hot minute…but when circumstances of life are just blowing you down…..there’s no “extra” in people grace that you get. I don’t like to talk about most of it…because it sounds whiny….I don’t talk about the rest of it…because I don’t want you sitting there with your mouth hanging open and just blinking back at me…so I, just stuff it.
If you ask me how I’m feeling…I will reply just great…and ask you how your feeling….but the truth of it? I’m really annoyed and mad and ready to be done with this year.
I’m tired…and sick of offending everyone. I can’t let my child be a Harry Potter character for Halloween without someone losing their mind and saying I worship Satan. I can’t give my child immunizations without someone saying that I’m setting my child on fire. I can’t even buy fast food chicken without someone saying they can’t believe I did.
I see a post on Facebook I don’t agree with??? I go past it…or I say I don’t want to see it…and Facebook takes it away. Someone irritates me on Instagram? I mute them…but so many have gotten so brave for so long that as soon as we write something our bestie disagrees with…it’s an all out war!!! Can I ask why????
I colored a few streaks in my hair…I’m told my hair is weird. I have holes in my jeans and jackets…I’m told that I need new clothes. I decorate for Christmas early…I’m told I’m ungrateful. I homeschool my child…I’m told I don’t do enough for the community.
Do you ever feel that everything you touch shrivels and dies…and everything everyone else touches turns to gold? I’m the girl that plays the piano several times in church and it never got recorded….was on tv but it never aired…did stuff on social media and the views became non existent…ever feel that your just a complete disaster?
Everyone takes THE test and pass…but NOT you…then everyone walks around telling you your just a bad test taker….that’s true to…or, I can think of other things. Everyone gets a free gift but you…it’s your turn to get a chance to spin the wheel like the 300 people in front of you just did…but the wheel breaks when you touch it…anyone? Anyone at all? Huge prizes are won by everyone around you…but your prize is a new pen and T-shirt…and if you don’t act ecstatic then your ungrateful…all eyes on you.
You finally receive an award…but the film on the camera malfunctioned and it wasn’t placed on Facebook and the only person there was preoccupied in actually watching you GET the award and they forgot to take a picture…or your stuck behind the announcer and no one sees you??? Anyone, anyone at all??? Does life just seem to have it out for you???
So, what’s the answer??? Do you give up? Put your hands up in the air and decide your done with life and everyone around you? Well, that sounds nice….but your not gonna do that…because your brave…and your strong…and you do what you do because that’s who you are. You don’t get awards…you don’t get applause…you don’t get certificates or a pat on the back…your the one that everyone relies on…the quiet person that is the glue to everything. The one that does everything that everyone else forgot. Your the one that makes events happen. They happen by magic…everyone thinks. Your the one that makes small crowds laugh…your the one that no one sees…but your work is seen by everyone.
Your the cheerleader, the Martha, the one in the back…never the front…your just…the glue.
You are the fixer, the one that when everyone else lets you down…you are still there. Your the one who has seen the gross, the ugly, the blood and gore. Your the one that dried your tears daily and the little boy who kept asking why. Your the one who picked up the pieces that lay everywhere…when everyone else forgot…you didn’t. . Your the one that feels guilty when you are not able to do something. The one that can sit by someone as they cry and hold their hand and not say anything…because words aren’t helpful…but being there is.
If you have ever been this person…know that someday…someday we will have our tears wiped away…we will be told good job…and all the pain and hurt and agony…will be a distant memory.
You are worthy.
The Reluctant Red Nose 