I always thought that as I got older I would be less likely to engage in personal drama. You know, the she said this about you that comes from a "concerned" friend who feels that you just need to know the hateful thing that someone said about you. Who does that make feel better? Well, it became clear to me this evening that getting older has not made it better. On the contrary, added to all the uncertainty and personal angst that I'm currently going through about how I'm aging and what I look like, this type of situation is really painful. You see, a person I don't even know told me that I am ugly today. I don't know why. I don't know what made this person feel the need to say this to me. I don't know if she felt better after she said it. I don't know if I'll ever hear from her again. I don't know if she has any idea how much her short comment impacted me on an already stressful day. All I know is, she made me stop and think about myself. She made me wonder if I should stop doing this. One of my friends always wonders why people have to be haters to feel better about themselves. Today I wonder that too.