Sunday, September 11, 2011

At The End of a Rope

It's true - we only hurt the ones we love. But I feel truly like my life is a soap opera. Hate to be a drama queen but I'm at the end of my rope.

I haven't been able to shake this sore throat, I'm stressed about the internship starting in 11 days, have a home filled with anger management issues and wish more than anything I was a member of the Brady Bunch.

I've learned long ago to discount it when people appear happy. One never knows what lives behind the facade. So jealously is not my issue. But couldn't I have a moment when we could all get along?

I look around the world and realize, I have no problems. The only problem is, everybody's got problems.



  1. And that today is the 10 year anniversary of 9/11 ... so it could have truly been worse. So count your blessings.... start here: You have the opportunity to start your internship that many got rejected this past school year, that you have a family that is still alive and truly love you, that you have wonderful friends, that God placed you on this earth for a reason... this list can go on and on you know

  2. Amen, dear one. As usual, right again!!! Got to work on myself. . .Thank you.