I like to tell people, especially Michele (the therapist) and Dawn, that I am a bad ass. I think it is funny and I wish it were true. The truth of the matter is this: I am extremely sensitive and tenderhearted. I hate that because it seems so mushy. I get my feelings hurt by crazy, stupid stuff. I cry if I get yelled at and I hurt when I think of the pain that some of my students live in. Nothing about those things are bad ass at all.
No great insight or anything about God here today... sorry.
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