The writing prompt for today is to write about something embarrassing. It’s number 10 on the list found here. I don’t embarrass easily, but there is one thing I hate. When I had my first son, I didn’t have to wear maternity clothes at 7 months. People couldn’t even tell I was pregnant! Then I developed toxemia, however the only symptom I had was extreme weight gain. I gained almost 60 pounds in about 2 1/2 months. It took a serious toll on my body, one of them being stretch marks, BAD stretch marks. I’m not above editing what our higher power created and my dream is to have a tummy tuck and get rid of the infernal things. But I digress….

One night, shortly after I had started exotic dancing, a client asked me how many kids I had. I asked him how he knew I had kids and he said he could see my stretch marks. You see this was long before I learned that strategically placed clothing and lighting could hide a multitude of sins. I was mortified. I don’t think I’ve ever been so embarrassed in my life. I’m sure the guy just thought he was making an offhanded comment, but I wanted to die.

I could have let that been the end to it and stop myself from working, in a job that allowed me to take good care of my children, working when they were gone, and complete my bachelors degree from University of Memphis. But, we don’t quit, failure is not an option. This is why embarrassment is futile. Everyone gets embarrassed. The real question is how do you handle it? Do you pick yourself up? Brush yourself off? Start again??

Then you’re doing it right.

Follow me on (Twitter) @annalevensonpsy (Instagram) annalevensonpsy (FB) Anna Psy Levenson (tublr) linusbaby1998 (pinterest) Anna Levenson

Check out my labor of love, Global Media Mavens (Twitter) @global_media1 (instagram) globalmediamavens (FB) Global Media Mavens (Pinterest) Global Media Mavens