Not Me!

Not Me

Old. I hate that word. No,I am getting older, the woman thought. The mirror showed her thin lips when they were once full, wrinkles around her chin—not too many but enough.  I get a feeling down in my body when I  think about it. It gets so bad that I have to think about something else, anything else. Old doesn’t mean good. People try to tell you encouraging things about the years getting to be more and more but it isn’t so. Not knowing what to expect from life, not knowing what to expect from my health, is iffy. It is iffy to me. I am not in control. I am not in control of me. I have to tell somebody how I feel. I am telling you. Good bye. I have to take care of my self.

 

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One Response to “Not Me!”

  1. alex Says:

    All of these are well written. Deeply powerful and sad.

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