Success in the Suburbs
When I moved to the suburbs 11 years ago I had no idea it was going to be this tough. And the worst thing about living here is that the other women make it look so easy. I was so freaked out by my new suburban life that one day I ran away from home.
Yes, I literally "ran" away from home. Just like a little kid.
I bolted out the front door and started running. I ran weaving through the neighbors front yards and back yards like a criminal under pursuit. I ran and ran and ran until I was finally stopped by a huge privacy fence. And that is where I sat on the ground and cried and cried and cried.
Eventually, I stood up and started the long, weaving, walk back home. All I could think of as I traced my way back home through my neighbors beautiful green lawns was "What are those women doing in those four bedroom colonials? And why are they so damn happy?"