The real me would do anything for any member of my family.
The real me is noisy sometimes. That happens when you’ve been told to shut up for so much of your life.
The real me has been bursting into tears at inappropriate moments for the last five days. One such time was Tuesday afternoon coming back from Joondalup in the right hand lane of the freeway. I was in my own world for all of a minute, when I looked up and saw in my review mirror a car behind me and then an Ambulance behind that, lights and sirens ablaze. I pulled across as soon as there was an opening, as did the car behind, but as it went past I burst into tears thinking to myself that they were prescious seconds I had taken up, and what could I have caused by not paying full attention 100% of the time? Mixed into that was a little What Would Your Father Think for good measure too.
The real me has alot to juggle. I have done since before my 18th birthday. I dont always catch everything on the way round.
The real me would like a real life person who would listen to all of this, and then hold me and tell me that its all ok. Because I don’t believe it when I try to tell myself anymore.
*nay*