![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Something to think about -
It's been brought to my attention by more than one person that I tend to wear my past on my sleeve.
Uh. Hmm.
If people knew how much I consciously don't talk about the years between 1984 and 1998? The first thing that comes to mind about the above complaint is "pardon me for it being such an inconvenience."
That's snippy. But holy chrome.
One could say I've lived a charmed life, sure - just the wrong kind of charm.
More than one or two of the grand events have had a lot to do with the delays on a number of milestones. No retirement plan, outside of buying a gun and plugging myself if I got a really REALLY bad reason to stop working suddenly. No children. No grand career writing stuff.
Hell if I'm going to just throw my hands up and say that's it - I just did other things. Things I thought were important enough to postpone other things. Things nobody else could - or would - do.
I mention it. Hell, you ask my name and you have to get a bit of history to understand it.
If you know me, you have to know that much history - sorry, but that was my twenties and thirties. Twenty years and change. Even if they were uneventful years, they'd still be history - wouldn't they?
Do I expect anything for it? It's not worth anything to anyone but me.
I wasn't looking to be famous, or successful.
Ghad. Either a saint or a loser. Why can't it just be what it was?
I wasn't lucky. Period.
And even THAT isn't okay?!
Too damn honest again. Crap.
Uh. Hmm.
If people knew how much I consciously don't talk about the years between 1984 and 1998? The first thing that comes to mind about the above complaint is "pardon me for it being such an inconvenience."
That's snippy. But holy chrome.
One could say I've lived a charmed life, sure - just the wrong kind of charm.
More than one or two of the grand events have had a lot to do with the delays on a number of milestones. No retirement plan, outside of buying a gun and plugging myself if I got a really REALLY bad reason to stop working suddenly. No children. No grand career writing stuff.
Hell if I'm going to just throw my hands up and say that's it - I just did other things. Things I thought were important enough to postpone other things. Things nobody else could - or would - do.
I mention it. Hell, you ask my name and you have to get a bit of history to understand it.
If you know me, you have to know that much history - sorry, but that was my twenties and thirties. Twenty years and change. Even if they were uneventful years, they'd still be history - wouldn't they?
Do I expect anything for it? It's not worth anything to anyone but me.
I wasn't looking to be famous, or successful.
Ghad. Either a saint or a loser. Why can't it just be what it was?
I wasn't lucky. Period.
And even THAT isn't okay?!
Too damn honest again. Crap.
no subject
*counts to ten. Gets to three*
Well, excuuuuuuuse ME. (And someone my age and gender too. RARE on ol' LJ.)
I have some really dark things in my background. So help me, I didn't ask for it. I CAN'T HELP IT. I just did my best, and what I thought was right.
I'd like to have that skill acknowledged. Not second-guessed or put on a pedestal. Just - a skill. I did the work. Period.
no subject
(Anonymous) 2007-01-09 04:07 am (UTC)(link)Doing the right thing often has repercussions that are not all positive and awesome.
That's why virtue is rare. Because it's hard.
no subject
(Anonymous) 2007-01-09 04:18 am (UTC)(link)Doing the right thing often has repercussions that are not all positive and awesome.
That's why virtue is rare. Because it's hard.
no subject
I just can't get my head wrapped around all the trivia and bullshit people want to heap on it.