Who I Am

I am me, but sometimes I want to be like you. I don’t do things just because others do. I don’t listen to “They.” I’m not sure I know who “They” are. I learned I’ll never look, act or be popular, so I’ve given up trying and learned to be comfortable in my own skin. Except when I’m not. Sometimes I want to be like who I am in my head. In my head, I live in “Jennifer-world” and it’s awesome.

I slide under the radar, unless I want to stand out. I only reveal the things I want you to know and I never reveal all of myself. I am fully aware of when people are taking advantage of me; I determine how much of it I’ll stand. If you’re smart, you’ll stop before I reach my breaking point. The sweeter I get, the faster you should run.

I am a mom, a wife, a daughter, a Jew, a Jersey girl, a writer, a friend. Don’t ask me to be a representative of any of your groups, I will only disappoint you. I am loyal to a fault and will stand up for those I love. Or even like. I believe in honor, grace and dignity. I have little tolerance for stupidity and I lack patience. I try to do the right thing.

I have forgiven, but never forgotten. I am thankful for those who have hurt me, because they have made me stronger than I’ve ever thought possible. I am rarely as “fine” as I say I am, but sometimes, I’m wonderful. I am in awe of possibilities.

I am a word warrior. I love the sound of the letters, the turn of a phrase, creative analogies, a well-placed snarky comment. I know that words hurt and sometimes, I’m not as careful as I should be. I like listening better than talking, although I can make conversation with anyone if I have to. I think better with my fingers typing on my keyboard. I have a response for most things. And in my head, I always win the argument, battle and war.

There is more to me than you’ll ever fully know. Get to know me, but never make the mistake of assuming you know everything about me.