Sunday Confessions 44, 45, 46, & 47



I confess:  I'm behind on EVERYTHING - life, business, blogging, housewifery - you name it, I'm behind.  Which I'm sure you can tell from my absence from the interwebs.

I confess:  I haven't even turned on my computer in over a week and I don't want to think about my email inbox.

I confess:  It's felt equal parts good and bad to not be writing.  The more I don't write, the easier it is for me to keep not writing.  I even missed this month's Houston Bloggers meeting because I'm just not feeling bloggy at all.

I confess:  I don't think it's a matter of needing more time - I think I just need to learn how to manage my time.  I'm so inefficient.

I confess:  I'm embarrassed and ashamed to be an American right now.

I confess:  I'm also incredibly terrified for the worst case scenarios we're facing as a nation (and if you don't think bad shit is going to happen in the coming years, just look at Germany's history - I swear I see it barreling towards us like a freight train).

I confess:  The older I get, the more politically aware and active I become, but I know I could do so much more.  I feel guilty that I didn't do more during this election.

I confess:  I now have the idea in my head that I should run for office so I can actually affect some change.

I confess:  But I wonder if that's just a pipe dream or something I could actually do - after all, I do have pink hair, piercings, and tattoos - but if a pumpkin can get elected, surely I could, too.

I confess:  I'm equally torn in two directions - I have the overwhelming desire to get the fuck out of this country, yet I feel like this is my country and I need to stay and fight for what I believe in.

I confess:  I'm also already scared to fight too loudly and bring attention to my family that could negatively affect our being alive.

I confess:  Damn, it feels good to write again.

Linking up with United States of Becky

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