Which came first?
I can really break my brain trying to solve that one.
So fuck it, I can't declare.
At some point in my life, early on, Mom started referring to me as a "drama queen".
She didn't say it with admiration.
The rest of the family picked it up soon enough.
So, amongst them, I will always be a "drama queen".
I mean, don't get me wrong, it's not like I don't think I earned my title, I was feisty as fuck!
A real pain in the ass.
I still am.
I also used to be confused about this?
Like, which came first? The Title or Me?
Then I had a mini ME.
And, just as mom had always hoped for, I got one just like me.
She's feisty as fuck!
I could maybe call her a drama queen?
But, that wouldn't even scrape the surface about who she is.
She is a handful with the biggest heart I have ever seen.
She is strong and confident and scared shit less.
She is beautiful and interesting.
She is going to rule the world one day.
That's my kid.
NOT my drama queen.
My KID :)
I'm not a DRAMA QUEEN either.
Two words could NEVER define me.
I'm a lot of things, but dramatic is not one of them.
I don't do things for effect.
for D R A M A (jazz hands)
I do things because they're right and I stand up for them.
I can, and will back down when I am wrong.
Not always,
I'm not perfect.
But, I try.
I look for solutions and answers and FUCK YEAH, I speak up about them.
Which often makes me look like a bitch,
or to the outsider a drama queen.
It's hard.
But, it's who I am.
I am no longer ashamed or confused about this part of me.
And my baby WILL NEVER BE!
She's she.
and
I'm ME.
