Sitting in the house where I grew up.
Nobody here but me.
Random music selection: Simple Plan’s “Perfect” (Lyric sample: “Hey, Dad, look at me. Think back and talk to me. Did I grow up according to plan? …. I’m never gonna be good enough for you….I’m sorry I can’t be perfect.”) (And wow. . .I didn’t realize I liked Simple Plan.)
And then I glance at a photo of my parents. Happy and proud mom and dad at my youngest brother’s wedding. Looking in their faces, however, I am wont to reminisce about how I wasn’t perfect.
Random music selection: Simple Plan’s “Perfect” (Lyric sample: “Hey, Dad, look at me. Think back and talk to me. Did I grow up according to plan? …. I’m never gonna be good enough for you….I’m sorry I can’t be perfect.”) (And wow. . .I didn’t realize I liked Simple Plan.)
And then I glance at a photo of my parents. Happy and proud mom and dad at my youngest brother’s wedding. Looking in their faces, however, I am wont to reminisce about how I wasn’t perfect.
I was often told while growing up that I had big thighs.
“Saddle bags” to be exact. And
criticized for my love of cake—sure to make me an especially big fat-ass.
I wasn’t perfect, but pictures of me during those times would tell the story that I was a hot piece of ass. Too bad I didn’t know it. Nobody ever told me I was beautiful. (that I remember, anyway) I might have used that to my advantage in the world. Or not. I had social anxiety, but that’s a whole other topic.
I wasn’t perfect, but pictures of me during those times would tell the story that I was a hot piece of ass. Too bad I didn’t know it. Nobody ever told me I was beautiful. (that I remember, anyway) I might have used that to my advantage in the world. Or not. I had social anxiety, but that’s a whole other topic.
3 comments:
Love. This.
Thank you thank you thank you! More on the way.
I love that Simple Plan song. Alanis Morissette has one, too. It's also called, "Perfect."
"If you're flawless, then you'll win my love... Don't forget to win first place... Don't forget to keep that smile on your face."
I had similar input from folks on a variety of things. Those things kind of stick, don't they?
I hope you're replacing those "voices of no" with a sweeter chorus these days.
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