Excorcising the Demons

Miss Tooth came back to haunt me yesterday. I thought I had put it behind me, I really did. But there she was, whispering in my ear, sending chills down my spine and robbing me of any confidence I thought I had.

I have taken singing lessons. I have performed in front of hundreds of people. I love to sing. I am a singer.
So why then, WHY THEN does a woman I have not seen in nearly twenty years still manage to strip any sense of worth from me the moment I put myself out on a limb?

Because I let her.

Well F**k Off Lynda Tooth and leave me alone.

There. Done.

Apparently she is a Nun now. Great. I just told a Nun to f**k off. Bugger.