One of those days...

I am having one of those days...

One of those days that makes me just want to stick a fork in a cube of butter, and a spoon in the sugar bowl.

I guess I am a stress eater.

And I guess my stress boils down to this:

What if who you are and who you want to be are miles apart??

And what if the people you love, don't love you, or write you off as not worth their time?

What if you know the right thing to do, but you can't seem to get it right? No matter how hard you try, or how much you want to do it??

What if people make a mock of you, either behind your back, or to your face? Do you crumble? Do you fight back?

And what if you feel this way, and you try and tell others, but they just shut you down?

Most of the time when I feel this way, I go to bed. But it's only 11:41 AM.

Don't worry, folks...As Mom says, "this, too, shall pass."

But sometimes it feels like it is stepping on me as it does.