I got into the pool today so my legs are feeling a bit better. I honestly shouldn't complain. I can walk with crutches or braces and there are so many who can't even sit up. So I feel guilty on the days when I want crawl out of my body somehow because I hurt. I feel even worse about myself on the days when I see a woman striding along in a pair of high heeled boots and I want to lay down in the middle of the mall kicking and screaming like a two year old because I want that. Do you have any idea how much it limits your choice of clothes not to be able to wear heels? Shallow and completely stupid I know. Feel free to leave comments about your brother in law's cousin Mary Sue.

I know her she has a law degree, a husband and three kids and has been in a wheelchair all her life. I'd hate her guts but she doesn't exsist, people don't overcome they adapt. They deal and keep dealing because what choice is there? People want to believe that life's a Lifetime Movie. They like to think that after the happy ending Mary Sue never has to call in sick, that she doesn't get upset on the days when hubby has to bathe the kids [or worse her and not in the sexy nice way.] Maybe MS bitches to her best friend that she wishes from time to time she could stride into the courtroom on a pair of killer heels like Lilah Morgan but the person trying to make me feel better wouldn't know.

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