The problem with everything being about you, is that, ultimately, you are the only decider.
And to create anything, you have to make all kinds of decisions at every moment in time. So, I do, make decisions and say whatever is in my mind wherever I am, for better or worse, and I try to learn from what I say, especially from my mistakes, because I really don’t know much about this place and I’m wrong most of the time it seems. In reviewing that which is already on the record that has transpired in my life, I find others think I’m wrong all the time.
I’m in the process of deciding if I should go Super Artist Activist and put a blue strip across my bangs and cut my hair short again, or if I should just stay simple Super Mom and blah blah blah. One most certainly does not want to be wrong about a hair color choice that just should not be done! I know its my choice and I just really am tired of making decisions like that. THAT is when a partner comes in handy, and well, I don’t have that anymore.
My choice. The condition of my condition of not having that partner in my everyday life. “My way,” I know I chose it, blah blah blah. Yet, the finding a replacement is taking too long, imho.
Still, i miss having a partner like that, that’s ok, right?!