Drama Queen

I've always considered myself to be a Drama Queen... as many friends nod their head in agreement.

But the funny thing is... I'm not. And this realization shocks me.

I was the kid who didn't like to share Mommy, but that's because I was an only child and had to adjust differently than the average kid.

For the first decade and a half of my life, I had to have all tags cut out of my shirts... completely. But that's a skin sensitivity issue... as well as likely related to comfort and detail-orientation.

I was always pining after the affection of one boy or another, but I never felt like my life would be over without them... however misunderstood my expressions of pain and hope might have been.

In fact, it was usually my friends who caused the most drama in my life. I played mediator, translator, communicator, devil's advocate, and peacemaker whenever I could. This meant that I was in the middle of drama quite frequently.

You can say this is my fault. You can say that I enjoyed the drama... craved the drama... lived and breathed the drama, but I won't believe you... not anymore.

What I enjoyed was my friends. I craved time with them. I enjoyed living and breathing because I was with them... and I wanted to do everything I could to help them, even if it took a lot of my emotional energy.

Obviously, we don't remember high school... or even college as accurately as we think we do: what we felt, what we said, what we were thinking...

But after an interesting discussion with a couple friends at dinner yesterday, I was informed that they don't see me as the Drama Queen... and I realized that when it comes down to it, I really wasn't ever the Drama Queen... I just happened to be the drama manager/mediator much of the time.

So say what you want and think what you will, but for the record: my strange quirks, my passionate defenses, and my desire to help people when I think I can do NOT make me a Drama Queen.