On Being Too Old For Music Festivals
I’ve gone from a rowdy, energetic, drunk off my ass, obnoxious kid to a boring, introverted hermit.
I’ve gone from a rowdy, energetic, drunk off my ass, obnoxious kid to a boring, introverted hermit.
Three months of anxiety, panic attacks, and just feeling like crap.
I want the face I should have had all along.
I knew I was taking a chance, but I had reached a point in my life where I felt it was my only option.
“You two are transsexuals, right?” He asked, surprising me with his ability to ask inappropriately personal questions.
Disappointment is a lesson we all need to learn.
If you’re at the table and your aunt is screaming about utensils, an uncle is trying to enlist you in the local chapter of the Tea Party, small cousins are running around screaming, and your dad is asleep on the couch, there’s nothing you can do here except minimize your focus so as to not become overwhelmed.
“As expected, another ugly feminist. Hope I’m not the only one who notices the trend.”