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My response this week involves two of the prompts from this week's Writer's Workshop, as follows:
1.) Share a disagreement you’re having with someone and let your readers be the judge!
2.) Tell us about your song.
The disagreement, and sometimes flat-out yell-fest, around here these days is women that are constantly putting their "stuff" in my husband's face. He says they're nothing, not a threat, that he doesn't even notice, and that I shouldn't worry about them, that I should just ignore them and not let it upset me.
I say they should keep their parts to themselves and not be advertising the "goods" like they are two-bit hookers or something, and he shouldn't be looking (he says he isn't). It makes me blinkin' mad to have them shoving their stuff at him everywhere we go. I feel like he shouldn't get mad at me for being upset with them...That makes me feel like he wants to look at them and perhaps prefers them over me.
There is more to this, but I won't get into that here. My security overall is in the toilet. I realize that some of my issues stem from aging (I'm 46), menopause, and having some pretty major parts removed along with tumors last October. I feel vulnerable and less of a woman and that has me in hyper-sensitive mode regarding things that maybe otherwise I wouldn't pay attention to.
It all boils down to one angry, scared Suz that doesn't know how to work it out and be honest at the same time.
Anyway, the second prompt regards my song. This song says exactly how I feel regarding the whole blasted mess.