Princess to Queen

When in high school, I overheard a “friend” say as I approached, “Here comes our Princess.” I was shocked to learn that this was how my friends saw me. Apparently, I was a Princess, and now I must be a Queen. Indeed, I was a drama geek, an actress. Apparently I was also somewhat aloof. Finally, I lived in a big house on the beach. Once a few of my classmates referred to the girls who lived on The Strand as stuck-up bitches. I said, “I live on The Strand.” They responded, “Not you, Kitt.” Honestly, in many ways I hated that house. But, this post isn’t about socioeconomic dividing lines. Here I write about ego, my gaping maw of an ego, and its need to be stroked. My husband adores me, but I lack a fawning audience.

Someday I do believe I will return to the stage, to the podium, to the public. Who knows? It may be silly to call myself an aspiring public speaker since I do not aspire to do so any time soon. I’m talking four years down the line. That is my goal. In the meantime, I go to group therapy and to writers’ groups. Not even ready for Toastmasters. Not yet. Toastmasters might not be the right venue for me; though it is time-tested, somehow it felt artificial, forced, and inorganic.

Oh, I just recalled my interim goal of talking to a webcam. Yes, that’s right. That is on my To Do list. That damn To Do list. Wonder when I’ll get around to setting myself in front of a webcam?


  1. As I said before, I very much enjoy interesting people. 😀

  2. Wow! Thank you for taking the time to read and thoughtfully respond to so much of my writing.

  3. I like “gaping maw of an ego”. Very tellingly.

  4. Thank you so very much. I do need a throne, and maybe a crown.

  5. Csrtier Luvit Avatar
    Csrtier Luvit

    Kitt- I think you are ready and able to give an awesome presentation on whatever needs to be addressed. You say you are not ready, but you are ready. You are so close to becoming a Queen who has a Throne- it’s you Kitt that has to walk to it and rest comfortably. I love your writing style!

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