Today’s Prompt: What do you think people misunderstand the most about you?
I’m stuck, friends. I really have no answer for this. I don’t feel particularly misunderstood about anything. I don’t know if that’s because I’m not misunderstood. Or because I’m okay with being misunderstood (this is something I worked pretty hard at, years ago, when I felt misunderstood constantly). Or if those who don’t understand me don’t matter enough for me to notice?
Or maybe I’m the girl with Uncle Phil’s World’s Largest Ball of Twine on her head, who doesn’t understand the assignment.
I am so overwhelmed with your words of support and emails and texts and stuff now that I’m embarking on a new chapter of my career. I owe so many of you messages, I’m so sorry. Tomorrow is a day to catch up, so I will try to get back to everyone. In the meantime, yes, it’s so very good. I’m so happy. It’s so great. I can’t even, you guys. I can’t even put it in words, how this feels.
All the love in the world.
Thank you for understanding me.