Top 10: Insecurities

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Hello and welcome to the randomness that is Wednesday. Wow, this topic is intense. Who the hell picks these things??? I need to tell you my top 10 insecurities? Shit, it’s going to take forever to whittle down the list to just 10. Huh, or maybe it’s just the top 10 insecurities I like to use in my writing? Yeah, I’m sure it’s not that.

Let’s see if I can get to 10 before I quit and crawl into my blanket fort with a book and a glass of wine.  As always, these are in no kind of order.

  1. I won’t be able to ever write again. This is a huge insecurity and it’s dogged me my entire life. Now, has it ever happened? Not really, though I’m still struggling to finish Entangled.  It’s not that I’m not working on the book, it’s the fact that I need to keep making adjustments because it’s just not right.

2. I’ll be 85 and asking people if they want fries with that. Truly, unless you are really wealthy the idea of a huge retirement savings is never going to happen. I have a retirement account, but it’s not nearly what it should be. Hence the worry.

3. My eyes will get so bad I can’t read. I know, what a random worry, but it actually happened to my mom. She also had tons wrong with her eyes too, but this is still a worry of mine. I can’t imagine not being able to read. Or knit or embroider or write or the millions of other things I do.


4. I’ll end up alone. I’m sure this is a worry that many people have, but it’s one of my huge deal things I fret over.

5. I replay stupid shit I’ve done or said all the way back to when I was a kid. I know, crazy, but yeah I do it. I also know this is fairly common, but it doesn’t make it any easier.

6. The feeling that I’ve let someone down or made a major mistake. This will tie me into knots and I have a huge stress response with this. Like I can’t eat, sleep, and end up physically sick. I also get heart palpitations and feel like I can’t breathe.

7. Even at my age, I often don’t feel like a grown-up. In fact, I will look around to see if there’s a more grownup grownup around than me. I think this goes back to the sexual abuse I suffered as a kid. Sometimes, if the situation is intense I just don’t feel old enough or mature enough to handle whatever it is.


8. If people really knew me, they wouldn’t like me. And, this is funny since I don’t put on a new persona when I go out. I’m me, all the time. So, if you don’t like it then there’s nothing I can do for you. This also feeds into no one likes me. This especially happens at work, which is kind of funny since I really only have a few people I’ve connected with. See, weirdness.

9. I’m totally insecure about my weight. I’ve fought it all my life. I’ve been as small as 130 pounds and as large as . . . well I am right now. No matter what’s I’ve weighed or looked like I always find some flaw. Once again, I know this is fairly common, especially with women.

10. Finally, I’m insecure about where I am in life especially at my age. I often think I should be more financially secure or have an amazing relationship or have kids. This is kind of funny since I never wanted kids, ever. I still don’t want kids, but it’s one of those milestones that other women have crossed. So, since I haven’t, then there must be something wrong. I’ve also never been married. Once again, not something I wanted, but it’s another milestone.

So, there they are. Some of my insecurities. If you would like to share some of your own, please feel free.


Brain Dump or Junk Just Floating Around in My Head


On any given day, my brain is awash in random thoughts. I will share some of this with you. And, before I begin, let me just apologize in advance. Since, yeah, way random. So here goes:

Okay, so I’ve had my ears pierced since I was 11, which was a really long time ago. Huh, I also started my period that year too. Anyway, so, ears pierced at 11. Why did the hole in my left ear close up? I mean, for pity’s sake, I’ve had these holes for  . . . a really long time. So, why and how did just one decide it was time to close up? Yeah, let me tell you, piercing your own ear does not feel good.

I love my friends. I have the very best ones ever. You might think your friends are great, but sorry you’re wrong. I love seeing my friends, but the problem comes with traveling. I love to travel and go places, but truly, I’d rather stay home. I am an introvert. Most people who know me act all surprised at this, but yes I am. If given the chance, I’d rather stay home and read a book, but I want to see my friends too and most of them live out of town. If someone could come up with a teleporter I’d be ever so grateful. Then I can visit and still be home to snuggle with my kitten and sleep in my own bed.

Cats are assholes. I love my kitten don’t get me wrong. Plus, she’s super cute.


See, told you, super cute kitten

But, no matter how cute she is, she’s still an asshole. She loves twisty ties, the bigger the better. She plays with them, fetches them, drops them in her food and water bowl the works. She will also drag them up onto the bed in the middle of the night and proceed to chase and fight with the twisty. All the while trying to lay on me. Really?? Oh, then she comes over and sticks her big old face into mine since she wants to lay on my pillow for 15 seconds. Once she’s made sure I’m awake, she leaves. Asshole.

Why do people have to be such assholes? The news is full of them. But what’s the point? What is this person gaining by being a total assholes? Unless they don’t think they are and, if that’s the case, someone close to them needs to smack them in the head and tell them to knock it off. This is why I really don’t like to go out. People, as a whole, suck. I love individuals, but as a huge group we are just one big suckage.  I’ve shared this opinion before and I always get people who agree with me. So, if we all agree with this then why are there still assholes out there? I’m sure it will take a better person than me to figure it out.

And, these are some of my very random thoughts for today. Now go and check out my fellow author friends and see what’s on their minds.

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