The Most Embarrassing Confession… Ever
Tuesday, January 12th, 2010So, this is one of those things I’ve been battling to get myself to blog about for, oh, a long time. I’ve kind of mentioned it before, but I sort of skimmed over it without any details added and no one questioned it.
But then, then, my friend over at Nobody’s Nothings wrote this post today, and I just couldn’t hold back the truth in her comments section.
You ready? Here it goes.
*deep breath*
I still sleep with my blanky. As in, the blanky I slept with as a newborn. My childhood security blanket. YES, IT’S TRUE, DAMMIT! I’m probably the last 28-year-old on earth who sleeps with her freaking baby blanket.
And here’s the sad part: it’s really, really hard for me to sleep without it. I know, I’m pathetic.
Oh yeah, how much of a complete loser am I?
Current Mood:
Alarmed