Wednesday, December 1, 2010

The Girl Curse

I am someone that gets along easily with others.  I think that I don't have a lot of conflict with others, and I work really hard (almost unhealthily, I suppose!) to keep everyone else happy.  So when something goes wrong, I don't take it well.  I'm good at what I do, I follow the rules, and try to be flexible.

Today a teacher that I thought I got along well with was ugly toward me.  I truly don't think I had done anything wrong, I think I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and was the unfortunate victim of a "Drive-by Crabbing."  Anyway, some unsavory conversation took place in front of all of my coworkers.  I was shocked, confused, and embarrassed.  The moment the Snarky One left, all of my coworkers were like "What?!  What is she even talking about?  Don't worry, Non-Mommy, you're always in control of your class.  She was just in a bad mood."

Then...the Girl Curse began. The meeting we were waiting on was beginning.  I could feel a lump in my throat. "NON-MOMMY, NO" I told myself. Then I could feel that tightness around your eyes and in your throat that mean tears are imminent. "You cannot let anyone see you cry!!!!"

I hopped up and raced to the restroom, hoping no one would see.  Didn't matter.  It came out.  I hate being a girl sometimes. I truly envy you people that don't cry, because it's the last thing I want to happen in situations like this.  I wasn't crying out of guilt. I was crying because I was so frustrated that I didn't know what else to do. I couldn't say to her that I didn't do anything. I was stuck.

Did you know that when you are super blonde, people can see on your face, all day long, that you've been crying? I just LOVE the Girl Curse.

I hate crying.  It happens when I'm mad.  It happens when I'm frustrated.  It happens when I watch anything sappy.  When I feel the Girl Curse coming on, I need to think about these things to get my mind back out of the dumps.

Why are you cast down, O my soul,
   and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
   my salvation

Psalm 42:5


  1. The world does need more cowbell. If I could stop myself from crying by hitting a cowbell, I would wear one at all times. Maybe as a necklace. Or on a headband!

  2. I was so sure you were speaking of another Girl Curse! I sure hope that teacher has the guts to apologize. Happy Day friend.

  3. Oh ugh. I'm not a crier. Not when I'm sad. But anger and frustration get me every time. And not only does crying show on my face for hours, but it also makes my face and sinuses ache for the rest of the day.

    I will egg that person's car for you if you want. Please tell me she apologized later.

  4. This isn't just a "girl" curse! Your grandfather, tough as he was, was a world class cryer. I won't even mention Grandma, your Mom, and me because of course you already know we are total weeping willows. The pastor at my old church once told me that my tears were like music to God, and were likely a form of prayer. Let's go with that.

  5. I am totally a crying baby. Sometimes I cry for no reason and then I'm left wondering what in the heck just happened to me?! Don't let one person's mother nature time put you in a funk. You're an amazing teacher, friend, and non mommy! Just because one person is pissy doesn't mean they are allowed to put their crap mood on you and I am sorry that this happened to you. :(

    Just remember, you are AMAZING!



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