My Inner Simplicity.

[ssn01]

There's this simple woman, working her way through life, trying to find where she fits in.
She sees a light in the form of a loving caring man who's undying affection bestills her.
It completes her in ways she never thought could - and what's more, the affection of a little one is returned. That tops the completion.
She couldnt ask for more.

But she could, but is afraid. She works, hard, at home, and out of the house. Taking care of the mundane things most ignore, like dishes, errands, playing. She attends school in order to better herself.
Sounds perfect.
And it is...

... all except for her.
She's ungrateful, selfish, egotistical, unreliable, inconsistent, lacks many things, but most pointed out, how to have fun and simply incompetent.
Or so she hears from every aspect of her life - except for those rays of sunshine that create her happiness. Those are whom she works for, slaves every day at work, at home, at school... even if it gets her no where.

There is no choice, she's made up her mind. It's a must. She owes them everything. Money, time, compassion, labor, material goods, even services (like with the house).



I'm in debt... I must endure.

[Telephus44]

This is a fantastic piece of writing.. it reminds me of the family motto of Ernest Shackleton, one of the great Antarctic explorers, "By Endurance, We Conquer" I think of that phrase a lot when I'm having a bad day at work and I know that I have to stick it out.

[i.m.cheap]

In debt to who? You owe it to yourself to be happy. I find simple joy in doing the dishes, etc. I am slave to no one. I hope you find what you seek.

[goodwoman777]

Ah! I understand the need to perservere! Hope things work out for you