Another wedding, another reminder (picture curtesy of showcaseeditions.com)...

In about an hour I'll be sitting at yet another wedding. I'm normaly a pretty happy go lucky kind of girl but these affairs get more and more depressing for me as I get older. It's just one more reminder of the one thing I don't have in life. Sure, I've had my problems with members of the opposite sex. Haven't we all? For some reason though, I just can't shake mine. They're recurring. Like a bad taco from the corner vendor.

Recently someone told me I need to "stop playing the victim". As I usually do I got mad and proceded to then delete said person from my email, cell phone and pretty much life in general. But lately what he said has been coming back to me. I think in a sense he's right. I do fall into that roll. A little too easily sometimes. While I will always take responsibility for my actions and the consequences of such actions, there are times when I let the negative stuff stick with me. It's the ugly green shirt in the back of my closet. The two week old leftover pizza in my frig. Instead of parting with it, it's just so much easier to hang on to.

The time has come for me to start concentrating on me again. After all, I don't have much else in the world and if I don't take care of myself, then who will?