I don't know about anyone else, but I skipped my 10 year class reunion. It just seemed too soon for me. And, from what I've heard from most people, nobody had changed that much in 10 years. There were still the same cliques and the same egos. People were starting to pair up and pop out babies. So I avoided it. Granted, I think I was even in the same town that day with a friend doing other things, but I still avoided it. I just wasn't ready to have people pick apart a failed marriage, a lack of children, and no college degree.
So here I sit, 10:00 am on a Saturday morning, getting ready to go to a mini version of a reunion tonight. It's a strange feeling for me. I'm generally a very confident person. I've done alright for myself. I've travelled the world by myself. I have even (quite boldly I might add) walked half-naked down a busy street. Yet, seeing people who knew me 20 years ago terrifies me. I guess I just remember the judgement I felt in a small town high school.
I have to remind myself that I am no longer that rebellious teenager (most of the time) and that they are no longer homecoming queens and football stars. We are all just people now. But it's hard to remember that. So...does that mean I need to channel Al Franken? Well...here it goes....
"I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And, doggone it, people like me."
"I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And, doggone it, people like me."
"I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And, doggone it, people like me."
So here I sit, 10:00 am on a Saturday morning, getting ready to go to a mini version of a reunion tonight. It's a strange feeling for me. I'm generally a very confident person. I've done alright for myself. I've travelled the world by myself. I have even (quite boldly I might add) walked half-naked down a busy street. Yet, seeing people who knew me 20 years ago terrifies me. I guess I just remember the judgement I felt in a small town high school.
I have to remind myself that I am no longer that rebellious teenager (most of the time) and that they are no longer homecoming queens and football stars. We are all just people now. But it's hard to remember that. So...does that mean I need to channel Al Franken? Well...here it goes....
"I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And, doggone it, people like me."
"I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And, doggone it, people like me."
"I'm good enough. I'm smart enough. And, doggone it, people like me."
I'll let you know if it worked....
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