Stealing that line temporarily from my bestie, Jules. I am not witty enough. What has happened to me? Would the real Rhonda Shaw please stand up? Cause I really want her back! The depression is better and I was so busy celebrating that I didn't have time to notice the other things. The mood swings, the irritability, the unhappiness with things in general. Kill joy. I want my joy back. It's hard to explain. I'm not in a deep depression but I'm not on the mountaintop either. Just somewhere near the top. Tonight I have been reading through my old posts. It's been really good for me. Because in reading that I have discovered that I am funnier and happier in real life. Not in this pseudo-life I feel I'm living right now. What is wrong with me? Yuck and yuck and yuck. I feel sorry for my husband, for my kids. They had such a nice mommy and wife. Now what do they have? Cruella Deville. Seriously. Something has to change. I want my girl back. That fun chick I liked hanging out with. The one that really loves to blog and really wants to suck the marrow out of life. I am on a mission tomorrow to see if I can find her somewhere. Maybe she's buried in the school room. It's pretty scary in there. Or worse, she's under the Barbie pile upstairs.
At any rate, if she's not back soon, I'm calling in the big guns to help me find her.
2 comments:
I so get it and am praying for you....and still going to send you an email
Talking to Jesus about it.
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