Sometimes I Wonder About Myself

I realize I'm a very solitary person. I don't mind not talking to people, whether it be in person or on the phone. I've had a few people tell me I'm very detached, apathetic, whatever. That I don't have feelings. If I have friends, cool. If I don't, fine.

I don't have super close relationships, except with two people. One died when I was 17,my neighbor-turned-surrogate parent (his name was RM), the other is my husband. I think I have finally figured out why that is.

I am a crazy cat lady.

Or maybe it's because I don't have close relationships that I am a crazy cat lady, and not the other way around.

Only I wouldn't be the gross cat lady. The one that imprisons all the cats in little boxes and lets crap and fur pile up in her house until the number of cats is so high, they end up ingesting her when she dies.

No. I'm not that one. I just really love cats. I love their go to hell attitude. I love that they think I'm their overgrown, hairless relative who also happens to be their slave. I love that my cat could pee on my jeans and I'd just shake my head and say, "Awww. I must not be keeping your litter clean enough. I'm sorry!", whereas if the dog did it, she'd better run and hope I don't find her.

Not a dog person really.

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