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Oct. 18th, 2009 01:47 pmTwenty minutes with my grandmother and I'm shaking, trying not to cry or scream.
Every idea I have is complete crap. I'm the idiot, not everyone around me. I should try to be friends with shallow people who have no taste and probably think I'm going to hell for loving a woman and dressing like a boy. I should go meet a nice boy, despite the fact I've been in a committed relationship for two years. I should stay in the dorms and drive myself crazy because of course I'm too incompetent to live on my own. I should settle on an office or teaching job even though I'd burn out insanely fast because money is everything.
Of course.
That woman can kill a person's self esteem faster than anyone else I know.
Every idea I have is complete crap. I'm the idiot, not everyone around me. I should try to be friends with shallow people who have no taste and probably think I'm going to hell for loving a woman and dressing like a boy. I should go meet a nice boy, despite the fact I've been in a committed relationship for two years. I should stay in the dorms and drive myself crazy because of course I'm too incompetent to live on my own. I should settle on an office or teaching job even though I'd burn out insanely fast because money is everything.
Of course.
That woman can kill a person's self esteem faster than anyone else I know.
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on 2009-10-18 08:59 pm (UTC)You are wonderful exactly the way you are, no matter what your grandmother wants to believe. Any changes you choose to make to your life should be ones that you make for yourself, and for the better, not because your grandmother doesn't understand and wants you to conform to her image.
Hang in there. Sorry I can't give you a real hug right now.
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on 2009-10-18 10:02 pm (UTC)