Bag Lady.

Inspired by the song by the very talented Erykah Badu.
This song is truth, in case you didn't know. [And for those that don't, it's about a woman who can't have a successful relationship because of all the proverbial baggage she carries from her previous ones.]
All I can really say is that I can identify with Miss Bag Lady. I've been through a few hurts, a few pains in the romantic arena. It was scary...and it scares me now. It's a part of the reason that I'm so apprehensive about finding that "One" [as mentioned in a previous post]...
It seems as though I attract the ones who only want one thing, the ones who cling to me like a leech, or I'm attracted to the ones who aren't attracted back, and I wind up looking like a fool [not with my pants on the ground, thankfully].
Either way...the end of the song says "Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go."
And that is exactly what I shall do.
I'm pretty sure that every woman walking this earth has this exact problem...carrying around bags and suitcases filled with memories and nightmares from previous men who cared little or didn't care at all for them.
It hurts.
Burns.
Brings tears to eyes and causes sleepless nights for some.
But remember.
let it go; let it go; let it go; let it go.




As Kanye said [when he was lucid],
"We all self-conscious; I'm just the first to admit it."


Thursday.