Several years ago, I reluctantly signed up for a Facebook account. (I was a MySpace diehard.) The form at the time requested I write a little about myself and I hate doing stuff like that, but I pondered a few minutes and this is what I came up with:
Bipolar…Google it if you’re not familiar with the term.
Crazy cat lady.
Love dark humor…and dark chocolate.
I hate haters.
Passionate, opinionated, outspoken (“no filter” has been used to describe me…I’m working on it).
Hippie chick, but fond of personal hygiene and I don’t do illegal drugs.
Neurotic, not psychotic.
A lover AND a fighter.
I am the Queen of the Universe and I’m always right, except when I’m not.
If I’m on your side, I’ll fight to the death for you. If you cross me, God help you.
It ain’t easy being me, but somebody’s gotta do it…
Years later, it all still rings pretty true. I wouldn’t change a word. “I am what I yam,” as Popeye said.