I miss my blog, weep weep. I have been working so hard over the last several days and it has left little time for much else. Between the taxes being due Friday and the new web site, I don't know which end is up. So, I am temporarily on strike and taking a much needed break. On to better and blogger things! I know, what a wit, nit wit that is!
I've been doing some thinking during my working and I am wondering about female relationships with friends. I have never really been the kind of girl that bonded well with other women. From my earliest days, I came to realize that women were much too demanding, with everything. So I was the girl in the neighborhood that hung out with the boys, doing boy things. Like swinging on the tire swing or building a fort in the woods. Playing cops and robbers. You remember, good old wholesome fun.
Well I have come to the conclusion, that not much has changed. I still feel the strain of female relationships and I am wondering why friends cannot accept you for who you are. What is the big deal if I have my plate full and cannot attend an event? Is there really a need to become offended? Or why when I cannot spend several hours with uninvited guests, just shooting the breeze, do I feel the cold shoulder coming on.
I have explained my situation to *death,* and it gets me nowhere. I have never made any close relationship because of this. Women can be great, but I need to meet one like me. One who does not pressure others to conform to their wants.
I need a friend who has twenty million things to do and when I don't speak to her in two months, its perfectly ok. Men are just so much easier to get along with. Sorry ladies. But I have no expectations of people. I do not try to mold them, or tie them down, or make them feel pressured. I just let them be them. Is that too much to ask?
Thanks for letting me vent! Whoo, that felt good! Now, I'm off to respond to all you wonderful bloggers, that left me nicey notes over the last couple days. |
• Feb. 22, 2006 - The same way
I have a really hard time when our HS support group gets together. i am definitely the one out of sync with everyone else.