You do what they ask and return to them expecting gratitude and praise. Instead you are sent back to do it again, to do it better. Once that is perfected there is only something else to be done and redone until utter perfection. It is only after so many of these that you realize it will never end. There will always be something else, something more. In their eyes there will always be something better. What you give them will never be good enough.
Invisible Girl
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Sunday, July 14, 2013
So, I'm new to this. This is my very first blog, very first post, and I honestly have no idea what I'm doing. I think I'm doing this for myself, rather than to have people read what I write. I've noticed that writing helps me sort things out, and there is no way I'm risking anyone finding my diary . . . at least not anymore. I'm hiding behind a computer screen, like so many people in the world. I doubt, anyone is going to read this, definitely not anyone I know. So here I am, starting my own blog, under an anonymous identity.
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