I am certainly that “badass chick.” People think I got all my shit together. They also think I’m hard as a rock. Hahahahaha. Haha. HAAAHAHAAAAA! Nope. I was just scrubbing my bathroom, listening to some live trance music, and just started BAWLING! There was this absolutely beautiful part that just made my emotions go crazy. I got goose bumps, then that lump in my throat, and bam, game over.
SHIT, it’s happening right now!
Anyway, I just kept scrubbing (like I just keep tryping) and cried my eyes out. Feels so damn good!
The only people that know any of this are three of my coworkers. And now y’all. Everyone has crazy emotions. I HATE that men (and tomboyish lesbians like me) are “supposed” to not express this shit. Why not?
Sorry, ranting. I feel very strongly about it.