I'm a Sad Sack

Sad SackYes, folks, it’s official.  I’ve been called a Sad Sack.

One of my visitors has reprimanded me for being too “woe is me” on my blog.

The funny thing is, I don’t even know who this person is.  I’ve never seen her comment before, and for all I know I may never see her comment again.  But her words, while a bit harsh, were very well-timed.  I needed it.  It was the kick in the ass I’ve been waiting for– albeit subconsciously.

She’s right.  I’ve been a whiny baby for the past few months.  Heck, I’ve been a blubbering idiot for the last year.  I’m tired of it, you’re tired of it, and I’ve got to do something about it.

So from now on, no more whiny “woe-is-me” posts.

No more pleas for pity.

No more “kick me while I’m down” scenarios.

I need to get back to the real me.  The me who has a sense of humor about just about everything (really.. I do!)  The me who isn’t afraid to have a good time.

The real me.

So let’s all get rid of our self-doubt and our self-loathing.  Let’s put a better face on and go out there and kick some ass.  Let’s fix what’s wrong in our lives and make ourselves happy again.

And dammit all to hell, let’s stop whining.

There… I feel better, already!