I’ll choose not to wallow in a cesspool of self pity
A wise choice, and I’m not advocating a victim mentality, rather an acknowledgement that sorrow is natural, and right in some circumstances, and not a clinical condition to be banished with a pill.
Gloria Steinem burned our bras however she left us a legacy of sagging DDD-siliconed breast hanging on anorexic skeletons with stiffened botoxed faces screaming about the plight of Eve Ensler’s vagina
You must know some very strange women. I’ve never worried about anyone else’s vagina, and nobody forces anyone to have mutilating plastic surgery.
If you can’t laugh at yourself, you’re taking yourself entirely too seriously
If you think I can’t laugh at myself, you’ve not read my blog posts at New English Review. Click on my name for a PC-free chortle.
Mylai, thanks. There’s something to be said for the stiff upper lip. My parents and grandparents were stoical. I am about big things, but little things get to me. Like going to the dentist. Boo hoo!
