Queen of Drama

I was heavily in love with the arts in High School. I was involved with Choir, Visual Arts & Theater Arts. Although I didn’t excel at any of them, I loved being a part of them. For all the love I had for them (and yes, still do), I would never have wanted *THAT* title: Drama Queen.

More than oft over the past 15 years of my life, though, that is exactly what I have been labeled. A Drama Queen. Harsh. And more times than not, the people calling me that have been those closest to me. Maybe – there is a bit of truth to it.

Drama Queen is defined as “Someone who turns something unimportant into a major deal. Someone who blows things way out of proportion when ever the chance is given,” (Urbandictionary.com).


Guilty. That’s a bitter pill to swallow, but yes I have been that. Too often and too many times I have taken too many of the little things in my world and made them into big things. I have done that sometimes by complaining; I have done that sometimes by lying – embellishing the problem; I have also done this by putting private matters out into the public (which has been an even bigger problem since I joined Facebook in 2005. )

I have been a Drama Queen.

I’d like to defend myself by telling you about the loneliness of a preteen girl or about the secrets I had to keep from my parents & sister. But those are only excuses. I know and admit that all-in-all, despite of whatever rational I’d like to slap on it, my actions – my being a Drama Queen- was my own choice & my own fault.

The Mighty will Fall

I want to resign my crown. I do not want to bare that title any longer. I want to be a woman that is simply content with being who she is, imperfections & all. I want to lay down my desires to want to feel significant or wanted or loved.

I am significant. Those three words are probably ones I have never said nor written about myself. But they are true. I am significant. Maybe not to the World. Maybe not even to the state of KY or the small county that I live in. I may not even be significant to the people who live on the same bustling street that I do. I am significant. Not because of anything great I have or will ever do. I am significant because I am me. God only made one of me (thank Heavens!). God made me to be me, not to try to live like someone else. I am significant because GOD loves me, I have been forgiven of my many many innumerable sins, & as long as I draw a breath – I will bare significance because I belong to GOD.

So, here- I don’t want this title. I don’t have to be showy. I don’t have to lie. I don’t have to wave my arms (physically or verbally) to gain attention. The King of Glory sees me. And that is enough for me.