Today is my birthday…yay. Another day, another…day I guess. No big deal. At least I have an audition.
My
birthday has never mattered much to me.
I’m envious of people who do things for themselves for their big day. For instance, I don’t think I could
ever throw a party for myself. I
have a deep-seeded fear of rejection and don’t think that anyone would show up
for the event. So, if I never
attempt to throw a party for myself I don’t ever have to worry about that
happening. Probably not a great
way to feel about myself, but I think it comes from the feeling of being
rejected by my father.
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