I'm not Desperate
I have reached the ripe old age of 21. And I am not married.
Do you KNOW what that means here in the lovely Brooklyn?
I'm a nebuch case. I must have something going on. Why am I not married? Maybe I don't daven enough, maybe I'm too modern, maybe I'm too...WHO THE HELL KNOWS??
People are just judging.
And what's worse is the rush. The hurry. Every time I get "redd" my parents try to push me to say yes as soon as possible. They have their hands on my back and pushing me out the door. I'm sorry but I am NOT DESPERATE!!!
posted by JustAGirl @ 5:55 PM
3 Comments:
Really?
You're looking for a working boy?
Why?
don't you wanna be proud for all your friends
"my chosson is in THE MIR!"
you must be weird?
honest?
roeh es hano'led?
shall i find you a working boy?
shtriemel ok?
no streimel
oh my G-d yes! I feel the exact same way. "I'm sorry I'm not desperate". Thank you! I wish I could tell my mother this without a lecture of being too old/not social/ don't want to get married. "I'm not desperate"!!!
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