Lexi Live

Lᴀᴜɢʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ. Lᴀᴜɢʜ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ. Jᴜsᴛ LAUGH!

We all wonder, don’t we? Doris Day even sang about it… “Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?” My mom loved that song. What will be, will be.

However, that’s not totally true. We create our destiny. We create our environments. Sometimes you’re stuck for a bit in a place not of your choosing, but you don’t pledge to stay. You pledge to move forward.

I got stuck in a bad place. Though if I were to rate it against things that have happened to others, it was pretty mild. Still, blindness and bankruptcy were never life aspirations. It was the most difficult thing I’ve ever faced, but again, I’ll take it.

That is behind me now. Really close behind. *glances over her shoulder and waves at it* However, the damage wasn’t just to my eyes and pocketbook. My psyche took a huge hit.

I like to flirt…. A LOT! But you can’t respond to a pickup line if you don’t know someone is looking at you while saying it. You can’t smile at their wink because you don’t see it. I only know this because one night at karaoke while I was singing, my friend said… “I know you didn’t see it, but Steve was practically drooling on your shoes.” (The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Or I forgot his name. 🙂 )

That was actually the first time it hit me. How I’d gone from a strong, independent woman to a meek, very dependent girl. I started smiling at everyone and giving a nod just in case they might be looking at me. The resting bitch face isn’t always inviting.

So, since circumstances are not affording me the luxury of getting out very often, Second Life does. I can go anywhere. Be anything. Have an outlet. Find myself. MAKE my destiny!

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