Shelley, isn’t it about time you gave up all this independent nonsense and went out and found a real job?”
So goes the virtual mother in my head. I had to make up this mother to nag me because my own mother would never nag me like that. She was stifled in her youth and was determined that I be allowed to follow my own paths and make my own decisions.
In fact, I’ve been remarkably nag-free all my life, surrounded by people who have basically said that I should do what I want, and that they’ll support me no matter what I do.
Bummer. No one to blame when I screw up.
