Yesterday, I invited myself to a party. Yes, I invited myself to my very own pity party, and I sat at a table for one. The music playing in the background was the song by Moving Pictures, “What About Me”.
“I want my share.” I thought to myself. “I’m tired of being overlooked.”
Though I am active in the lives of others, though I am liked by many, I remain in the shadow of my husband. Maybe that is where all good wives are found – within the shadow of their husbands.
The bloggers I follow are entertaining writers. The bloggers I follow are excellent writers. The bloggers I follow are recognized and admired by many. I am jealous of the bloggers I follow.
Though I am active in the blogosphere, though I am told by many that I am a good and entertaining writer, I remain in the shadow of the bloggers I follow.
As I joked in my 10 Reasons Why I Do Not Have Friends, there was a time when I was outgoing. There was a time when I was a hit. There was a time.
Well, I do not want to sing and dance. I just want to write. I do not want to yell and scream. I just want to write. I want to sit quietly and do what is expected, do what should be done, and care for those around me. I want to do all of those things, but when I see others getting the credit and attention for doing the same things I am doing, I get jealous.
My husband is a tall man. The bloggers are entertaining writers. My husband is an attractive man. The bloggers I follow are excellent writers. Surrounding myself around attractive and talented people leaves me feeling ignored, forgotten, and invisible.
I do not mind being a plain Jane; in fact, I enjoy my plain Jane nature. I do not have the energy required to be a vibrant Velma. Still, I do not like the feeling of being overlooked.
I am grateful for the blessings in my life, and I have a great many blessings. Alas, as Moving Pictures’ Alex sings, “… sometimes, I wish for more than I’ve got.”
As I watched the sun set behind the trees, I knew it was time to clean up my table for one and head home. After all, I had a tall, handsome husband and two adorable kids waiting for me with smiles and hugs. Life is good, even amidst an occasional pity party.