When I was in college my acting teacher told me, several times, that I reminded her very much of a friend of hers. She talked about how much this friend of hers did, how cheerful she was, etc, but how sometimes she would find the friend curled up in the corner, weeping. She warned me to take care of myself.
I don't tend to curl up in the corner, but I do indeed have those moments from time to time.
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12 comments:
I hope all is okay and that the skies clear soon.
you ok?
and your blog is private now?
i'm a little confused.
hang in there.
Does this have anything to do with fans involving with excrement? And maybe your last post?
Hoping things sort themselves out soon or blow over...with as little flying excrement as possible.
we all do, babe. I hope yours are infrequent.
Sending strength for uncurling when you're ready...!
Hope you're taking good care of yourself through whatever it is.
(((oh, I hope you uncurl soon. You're such a bright spot in my reading)))
Oh, Painted. It sounds like these are some rocky times. Take care of yourself, and know that you have lots of love and support here.
I wish I could be there to hang out and offer my support in person.
Sending hugs and prayers your way. I'm a bit confused, as well -on the private blog thing.
Hope you are OK.
Well, I'm relieved, to be honest, and maybe a little angry. It seemed so out of character for you, I should have guessed this was caused by an external pressure.
I'm sorry - I hope that sensible heads will prevail and that the Big Guy weathers the storm.
In the meantime, thanks for the invite. I hope you draw some strength from the support you'll get here.
I think most of us feel this way somethings. But if you can get through it with a level head (not always easy), it usually seems like it wasn't such a big deal. Since you're public again, I hope that feeling has passed. If not, hope it does soon.
So, so pleased to know that you're not in that corner. I am, on the other hand, realising more and more how much strength it takes to allow yourself to weep.
Love you!
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