P.S.: I forgot to explain the "bubble" in ColdPlay's line in my earlier post. See, here's the thing. I think I watch too much TV, or at least I used to. I watched so much TV that I think it took over part of my brain, making me relate to all the unhappy television women whose childhoods were oppressive and they had to overcome them in their adulthoods. So, yeah, I kind of created this Querida bubble - with, of course, the aid of all forms of American media. It began falling away about a year ago, and has slowly been continuing to do so.

My point is that today I realized how bad my life is not. I have terrible days, mind you. Yesterday, in fact, was an expletive. The country in which I live is at war for who knows how long. I realize every other day how much like my mother I am becoming. In spite of all that, though, my life just isn't that bad. Drama queen though I am, I cannot deny this basic truth: My life is good. I don't need the bubble to protect me from my life any more.