I grew up?? Why?

Who would of ever thought I, Gia, would grow up?? Why?? What did I do to deserve that? Growing up sucks, so does losing all your friends in the process. First, I had a hard time in elementary school, being the odd ball that has no color coordination, then through my grueling years of middle school, followed by the most embarrassing time period of my life. I chose my friends carefully, being sure to keep a wide selection of quirkiness, with a truckload of understanding, yet, at the end of the day, after having children, it really just boils down to the politics of honesty regarding parenting and marriage. You have a perfect marriage, you say? I'm sorry, but that automatically disqualifies you from being my friend. Your children are always well-behaved and respectful? I apologize, but that is a sole deal-breaker for friendship with me. As adults, we have our own cliques, using loyalty (and honesty) as pinkie-swears, but what am I left with? Friends that I used to relate to, 2 years ago? Friends that don't understand me now? I am faced with a very hard decision, to conform or not conform, I am just too tired and mature to conform now. I accept myself now (after 32 years), why bother making others accept me?

I Cave

Fine, I cave. I cannot change the world. I cannot make it more tolerant of the "little people," nor can i make it be less judgemental. I cave. Let this stand as my declaration, "I cave." I'm tired, I am overworked, over-parented, high-strung, and at this point a little past the legal limit of "drunk" and yes, at this point, the martyr. Yes, this is all referring to FB. FB, the social media that causes censorship of us, us over-analytical, think-outside-the-box thinkers. Some people do not appreciate my sharing of day-to-day things, in fact, some consider it annoying, so again, I CAVE. I deactivated my FB account and am punishing the blogging effect in my efforts. I will not withhold my thoughts, (as long i get to share them on blogging vs. FB). I realize its choosing one poison over the other, but quite frankly, blogging will not judge me, (only because I do not have any followers). I will sleep tight tonight.