I read all the journals at Marigoldzine and it occurs to me once again that I don’t feel like I’m one of them. I read the boards, I post to the boards, but I still don’t fell like it’s my place. Maybe I’m just not feministy enough. I’m envious of their friendships, too. Isn’t that a sin, envy? Well, I guess I’m going to hell then, cuz I’m envious of a lot…. I’m envious of Audra who runs Marigold, I’m envious of cyn over at I have a Secret, I’m envious of all the secret society people who are going to be meeting in Vegas in a little while, I’m envious of everyone who makes more than me, I’m envious of people who have a balanced relationship, I’m envious of people who can call where they live home… Damn, I’m so busy noticing what everyone else has and comparing them to me that I don’t even know what I have anymore.
At least I know I’ve always got me.