Suburban Goddess

I’ve been told quite a few times in the past few months that “I’m easy to talk to,” and “I’m able to be myself around you.”  I’m glad that I have the ability to put people at ease… I honestly try to.  I want people to feel that they can be themselves around me.
But why wouldn’t you be?

The hassle of getting to know someone is already hard enough; sorting through what’s real and what’s bullshit is tiring. There have been a few occasions that I’ve raised a finger to my temple and pretended to shoot myself in the head… c’mon now! Why would you pretend to be something you’re not? Then you have to live the lie EVERY DAY. Doesn’t that get old? And then, you’ve put all this effort into the charade, and for what? Sooner or later, you’re going to feel the need to be yourself… and then all that hard work is for NOTHING. Because you put this effort into being someone that you’ll think I’ll like, but that person doesn’t really exist.

And then what happens? You’re back at square one, only this time, you’re standing there alone because you LIED. And all I ever ask for is honesty. I know, it’s a tall order. It’s HARD to be honest all the time. And now you have to play the game all over again… only this time, it’s going to be harder to convince someone to like you…

…because you’re standing in a pile of your own shit. And you smell.

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