I have no problem referring to myself as a cat lady.
In fact, I wear it as a badge of honor.
Independence is one of my core characteristics, and having a cat in my life reinforces this trait. Every time I want to squeeze a cat and never let it go, it squirms to get away. Cats, after all, like their space and want love on their own terms- much like myself.
I definitely know better than to try and put a cat in a box, because I would never want someone to put me in one.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the wonderful female caregivers out there- whether it’s to felines, canines, or (gasp), humans.
Has someone ever liked you a little too much?
It’s strange, isn’t it?
The problem is, that’s how I feel about almost anyone who wants to be my friend.
Yes, I am laughing a bit as I write this (and yes, I’m exaggerating)- but it’s true. Most of my friends live in different cities, and we talk intermittently. As far as the friends I have here in Massachusetts, we maintain a comfortable distance- a distance that keeps our friendship strong.
I’m originally from Michigan, but have gathered friends from all over the world thanks to my “geographical changes.” I’ve lived in San Francisco, Austin, Charlotte, New York City, Chicago, and now Boston- so nevertheless, I don’t see my friends often.
With friendships come responsibility.
You’re expected to be a listening ear when they have problems.
You’re also expected to take on their shit.
Don’t get me wrong, I care about people and want the best for those around me.
However, sometimes it’s best I love you from a distance.