Rebellious Thoughts of a Woman

They used to, my mother especially. When I graduated college, my mother just knew I would do all these great things. I'm not sure how she knew all that considering I was getting a Sociology degree. My decision not to enter the work force still really pisses her off, and she continuously suggests I work as anything...Just get a job, but she's starting to let off 18 months later.

Could I say "unfortunately" no one expects more from me than I do myself. Sometimes I wish I had someone who really believed in me more than I did myself. Having to find the self-esteem to match the expectations would have gotten a nice hand with someone else's sturdy encouragement.

Renee, I solved the problem by simply not looking in the mirror. Okay, not totally true, I peek briefly before heading into the shower and occassionally note that it could be worse, as opposed to not bad. It is amazing how little time we can spend looking at ourselves, our bodies and our faces, when that is all other people see. It certainly makes for a weird interaction with the world when our source of reference, ourself, is perceived so differently.