I will always argue that my work persona - the girlwho is the stage name rather than the girlwho hides behind it - does not affect me oin a day to day reality basis.
But then I have a normal night, and the gulf that lies between me and us seems to be a bit more flexible.
I hang out with a load of old pals, for the past decade or so, and yet I feel detached. My behaviour, my clothing, my points of conversationalreference just seem off .
F***knows why, darlings....
The worst thing that this job has ever given me is a serial short term memory.
It's either because;
a) I want to forget (sorry to convention, but thats just not true. I long to recall in HD detail)
b) The drinking, the drugs, the partying, the grooving and the talking, endlessly night after night, have rewired my barin till its all one big blur)
So anyway, why do I feel left out?
Even amongst old friends, a shadow of my former self?
I will tell you why, it's beause, earnings wise, I am simply a shadow.
I am on the breadline compared to the financial freedom I enjoyed until even just a few months ago.
At first I was afraid, I thought it was me - I was too fat, too blonde, my hair was all wrong, my outfits were like a sack of potatoes.
But tonight I shared my problems, and an old, bestest friend of mine pointed out -
"It's not just you - the whole world's in trouble"
So next time you hear me complaining, just remind me of today's post!!
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