Feeling lost probably has a lot to do with feeling like the failure of the business is my fault, that the failure like nature of my relationship is all my fault, and that the move is my fault. After all it really is my fault that anything bad in the world happens, right?
Maybe it is my somewhat sick perception that I can have it all, work full time, have an immaculate home, get home and cook dinner and bake cookies, and be dressed to the nines like June Cleaver with a cocktail for my husband.
One of my girlfriends said the other day that it was those stupid women's libbers that screwed up and made us think that we needed to do it all and have it all, and I think she's right. Everything in the world that is bad isn't my fault, it's Gloria Steinem's fault.
For that I say "SUCK IT GLORIA STEINEM!"