Truth is, everyone has probs in day to day stuff…they just hide it better…wear the ”masks” that society says you must wear in order to perform everyday ”stuff” with other ”normal” people.

Get’s easier with practice, but, believe me, everyone has some sort of prob…but with ”practice” they are able to hide it… or ignore it.

When you first started writing, (if you are like the rest of us, lol) you tried over and over and over until you were able to get it ”right”…right? Got frustrated, but didn’t give up because it meant something more to you to write than to live without it.

Same applies to everything else in life.

Praise God you HAVE writing in your life to be able to work stuff out! Sadly, there are many, many, people whom do not have that outlet. So, right there, you are one step up from a large number of ”normal” people! LOL…writers/artists…are ANY of us what society considers ”normal”? We are sensitive to things that others blow off or simply do not understand or think they NEED to understand. Artistic people can get along fine with others, and enjoy company of others, but, it’s rather taxing to have to conform to the way others expect you to be, so, most prefer to be ”loners”…

…and, EVERYONE has ”relationship” probs with their boyfriends, girlfriends, husbands, wives, friends, siblings, parents, work, etc.,.

But, just like with when you started to walk…or to write, repetition makes things easier. Expecting too much out of yourself can really hinder your ”walk” in life. So you make errors. You’ll fall down and bump your head and bruise your body and feelings.Pick yourself up and start over again, and again, and again till you are comfortable with just one thing, then, broaden yourself a bit more and take a few steps more till you’re comfortable with THAT, then, extend yourself a little more…

You have an extra handicap, but, you also have an aid that many do NOT have…

Writing.

For me, I was able to accept my own ”uniqueness” early in life… in a strange way, being a victim of child abuse and having no-one to turn to, , I was able to seek out the God I heard about on the radio. God taught me to love myself… quirks and all.

All these years later, do I still have probs? Certainly! But God showed me that I could/CAN turn my weaknesses into strengths!

Best of all… being thought of, and accepted, as ”different”, is rather endearing instead of a curse.

I’m free to be ME!

With special regards, your facebook/yoville friend, sheri