What’s on my mind?

Does it give you the sh*ts when facebook asks ‘what’s on your mind’? I don’t know that it ever did before but tonight, when was was really on my mind was:

Sailor Vee is pissed at the world because the company she lost is about to win at an awards  dinner based on a nomination she wrote that took freaking hours in the days before she left – and she wasn’t invited.

But because my facebook is filled with my ex business partners, previous clients and the chatty inhabitants of the medieval village I dwell in, I instead posted about socks. Or laundry powder. Or something equally inane.

Why in this BS of a deal do I have to be the one who loses my identity and not say how I feel ever again? I guess the answer is that I don’t. I’m a free bird. I could post whatever I wanted all over the damn internet. But I haven’t. And probably won’t. Because at the end of the day, as mad/hurt/upset/angry/betrayed as I am – I was raised as a lady.

I don’t stoop.

I stand tall.

And I walk away.

4 thoughts on “What’s on my mind?

  1. Walk away from Facebook, too. Or at least that section of Facebook that makes you feel bad. Or at least any post that mentions specific topics (god I love technology some times). At least until you can be sure they’re talking about something else. Or start with the snark – just ’cause you’re a lady doesn’t mean you can’t be a bitch. Look at the Dowager Countess Cousin Violet. A lady, yes. But my gosh does she speak her mind! Channel your inner Cousin Violet and have a field day!

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