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You have no doubt seen or heard the commercials: "Where does depression hurt? EVERYWHERE. Who does depression hurt? EVERYONE." Mental illnesses can consume you, take over your entire life and hurt everyone around you if you let it. I am no exception.

My life feels like I am stuck riding on a rollercoaster in the middle of a hurricane. I have ups and downs, and I have left a path of destruction in my wake. My sanity dangles on a tiny fragile string, and through this blog I am giving the world a look into my broken mind and my unstable life.

In the end, I am just a girl trying to maintain my sanity in a candy-coated world of misery. Here you'll get a glimpse at just how true those commercials are. Keep your arms and legs inside the blog at all times, hold on tight, and prepare yourself for a very bumpy ride ...

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Saturday, January 31, 2009

she's in love with a draq queen?

I've been having an intense craving for a Taco Bell crunchwrap supreme and chicken quesadilla for the last several weeks. I finally caved today, even though I know my doctors would give me a lecture about it since I really need to eat healthier than that right now.

When I was standing at the little island with the sauces, napkins, etc., I overheard two women who were probably in their mid-60s talking at the table next to the island. I couldn't believe what I heard:

"I know you're heartbroken. I know you were physically in love with him because he was a drag queen, but it would have never worked out between you mentally."

I was stunned. I just froze and I'm sure my eyes were wide open. I've said this plenty of times before ... I'm extremely open-minded about people's lifestyles. I don't judge people, but I do think people should have some restraint on what they say in public. They could have at least whispered it if they really wanted to have the conversation in a packed restaurant with kids nearby. (Just for the record, I don't have any problem with drag queens and I don't have a problem with someone finding them attractive.)

When I heard the comment, a ton of thoughts raced through my head:
"Did I really just hear her say that?"
"I can't believe she'd say that in public"
"I can't believe ANYONE would say that in public"
"I'd at least whisper it"
"Those women are almost old enough to be my grandma"
"What if it was my grandmother having that conversation?"
"What would these women's grandkids think if they heard it?"
"I hope those kids who are 5 feet away from them didn't hear her say dragqueen"
"Should I think it's funny or be a little weirded out?"

The only table open was next to theirs, so I sat next to them trying to zone out because I didn't want to know what would come up in the conversation after her mentioning being physically attracted to a drag queen.

I called my mom a little while after leaving Taco Bell and she laughed really hard at the thought. I think she was having the same thought as me: What if it was her mother talking about it?


P.S. For some reason I thought a photo of a drag queen monkey would benefit this post. I'm not sure why. Plus, I think the monkey looks a lot like the grandmother on my father's side. She has almost the same bone structure in her face as this monkey and looks that ridiculous when she wears makeup.


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