Prozac and the padded cell is just a little different fairytale than the princess and the pea!!!
Life is crazy right now there is no doubt. I was asked last week to make what could have been a life changing decision. One that could affect my future and my professional direction in 4 days – He asked me to quickly soul search and decide – I respectfully responded to the person that it was not possible – I could not answer in 4 days what I have not been able to determine in 41 years. Needless to say the opportunity passed me by and actually I think I am OK with it. I seemed to get a lot more clarity on the subject after a bottle of wine – It is amazing what “fermented grape juice” does to the mind and the searching of the soul.
I must have been sleeping in the life 101 class – or I must have taken some other “useful” elective instead. Do I regret missing this class. I am 41, educated and at one point a number of years ago had a successful company – big bank account – toys and to the outside world was “Living the Dream”. Well somewhere along the way I changed. I picked up this little thing called “faith” and began a love affair for the first time with myself. Man am I high maintenance – I realized that I demanded more of myself and wanted more for myself – and I left it all. The husband – the company – the money – “most of the toys” and that brings me to life today – “soul searching and starting over”. As great as the decision was it is not easy. That is where the wine and a padded cell become a great combination. I am trying to open the door of the cell but I still feel trapped and find myself asking every day that question that I find among the “peoples” more common than not is what is my purpose and trying to figure out activly searching for “My Damn answer”. If anyone can help answer this I personally would be very appeciative. It is painfully apparent that I do not have a clue. So for now until I answer the question – I will stay locked away in the cell.