Out of my control.

I'm so thankful to know who I am and what I'm capable of. I'm glad I know what is in my control and what has no business in my hands. I can say I know exactly what I have a say in and I'm sure of everything that I am only a bystander to.

Because people will constantly try to tell me who I am. It's never been right. Not once.
People tell me all the time that I could be doing more/less/better than what I'm killing myself doing already. If you've got such a clear vision, I think you should just do it for me.
People have the strangest ideas of what and who I can control. Seriously, I can only control myself about 57% of the time, so why do you think I am controlling others? People I don't even talk to anymore?
People want to involve me in things I would rather not even know exists. I'll just stay over here in my lane, thanks. But if you really want my advice, here you go... Stay in your lane too.

I'm not who you think I am. Really, there are probably only three or four people who know the real Sarah.  Everyone else gets the version I have approved for public consumption. Yikes! Those of you who know her, can you imagine what the real her must be like? You're welcome for keeping that particular animal under lock and key.
Most days, I'm capable of producing adequate food, adequate child rearing, and adequate entertainment for those within earshot. That's it. You want more, turn on Bravo! and grab some wine.
I do my best to control my mouth, my body, and my children's behavior. Anything more than that is beyond my capabilities. And trust me, if I could control a man, you'd see a lot less of me in public. But when you did catch a glimpse, I'd definitely be smiling more.
I don't insert myself in anyone else's happiness, drama, life, relationship, business, privacy or bedroom behavior. Mostly due to my low threshold for bullshit and my weak stomach.

So, the next time anyone feels the need to place more on my manly shoulders than I'm already carrying, please be prepared to have it shoved into the only area you seem so happy to rest upon.  Because that I am most certainly capable of.