Denial

Do you ever have days when you think "This is not my life"? Sometimes this can be an amazing thing. I experienced a positive version of this in February at the Indiana Challenge Ballroom Competition. I had joined the world of glitter and glam and high society and found myself thinking, "This is not my life." I couldn't figure out how I had gone from babysitting in sweatpants to wearing a ballgown and watching professional ballroom dancers. It was a great realization.

However, lately, my life has taken a jump on the other side. I work pretty hard to keep the drama levels in my life down to a dull roar. This does not mean that I don't like to be dramatic. (I love to tell stories in a dramatic way and sometimes I like to be a bit of a diva). But I try to keep actual drama down and I don't usually associate with people who have a great deal of real drama in their lives. Again, I don't mind it if they like to hype of their dull life like I do, but the presence of real drama makes me want to run.

I have two new friends who have brought with them a storm of real drama. It was a subtle slow beginning or I would have likely fled. But I find myself in the exact middle of several scandalous situations and I find myself thinking, "This is not my life." I work hard to preserve my drama free world. I keep my emotions at bay 95 percent of the time, and yet, here I am stuck in the middle of two friends. How did I get here. How can I get out of the middle? It's odd to me that this drama has now consumed 85 percent of my time and I really have nothing to do with it other than being the mutual friend. Odd.

Sorry, just needed to rant. Feeling quite exhausted and overwhelmed and headed into a sure to be drama filled weekend.