I must tell John. How I wish he could have a better a opinion of me - especially my mental accomplishments! "Too old fashioned." How deep those words hurt because they were so true. I've always wanted to be modern in ideas but I know that I'm not - consequentially I'm continually battling with myself. I wonder why I can't take my fun wherever I can get it and let it go at that! But no. I'm "too old fashioned." How can I even expect to get him back. I don't blame him.
Having to earn my own living - I should have been reared differently but now I must make the best of it.