Storm in a Teapot

I have always been a very self-satisfied person growing up as the ‘only child’ to a mum and dad who were twice as old as the average parents. No, I was not born as the only child, my parents had four boys before they had me, I was born twenty two years after my youngest brother as the cure to my parents’ empty nest syndrome. My mum and dad were always very busy people, so growing up; I kept myself entertained with arts and crafts, dolls and playing in the ‘jungle’ with my dogs. I learned to be emotionally independent by internalizing my thoughts and ideas. I guess this has stuck around as I have grown into a self-satisfied adult with a group of friends that I can count on my left hand. Be self-sufficient is both a good and a bad quality and although I love being by myself in my own creative realm conjuring up some great ideas and works of art, sometimes my thoughts can become bitter as negativity may sometimes seep in, rendering me with self-doubt. My mother always asks me why I never tell her when I am angry, sad or upset, but then I realize that I don’t feel the need to express my emotions externally, I try and deal with them on the inside and let me tell you, I have an amazing ability to conceal my emotions, sometimes when my pots of anger and frustration have steeped for too long, and the thoughts brewing in my mind turn into strong bitter black tea, the emotions start bubbling out. I just wish I was one of those teapots that whistle when the steam gets too much…..

Joey, Once Feral, Now Tame, a self satisfied creature