There are times in your life when you can no longer deny who you are.
This week has been one of those weeks for me. I have had to come to terms with the fact that I am in fact difficult to live with. I have been in denial for years. I really do not know when I started lying to myself. It was most likely my teenage years. Teenagers are full of secrets, lies, and crazy ass feelings.
You are probably thinking what happened this week to make you come this shocking and life changing decision. Well we had to put the cat on prozac. The vet says she is so stressed out from all of us that is why she has lost her mind.
What is it that I am doing to drive this cat crazy?
So I have come up with some possibilites:
1. My nightly dance parties
2. My wild book club meetings
3. My preference for dogs over cats
4. The room I gave her in the house isn’t big enough
5. The clothes I wear hurt her eyes
It could be anything. I guess I will never know.
But at least for now she is one happy little kitty.