I Lost It
It was another one of those mornings. I guess I am just in a certain mood, feeling emotionally bankrupt I guess, and I heard a certain song, and I lost it. That hiccup of air and the tears start. I wanted to stop them, didn’t want to ruin my makeup, but I couldn’t stop. Can I pinpoint the reason for the tears? No, it’s most likely a number of things–thinking about my post at Deliberate Donkey going live this morning, the fact my son was sick yesterday and it was the first time I wasn’t there to take care of him, or how lately there has been a looming question in the back of my mind that I may never have an answer to. I keep wondering when the last time was that a man loved me—I mean really loved me, like a person should be loved, or if a man has ever loved me like that. Just thinking about it now brings tears to my eyes again, because I know it’s possible no man has ever truly loved me, or ever will. That scares the shit out of me. So here’s the song that caused all this shit this morning, listen at your own risk:
Fat Bottom Girl Said What 