Happy to be me

Wow, am I glad I'm not famous. I recently started a subscription to Star magazine (it was free, and I like to read People occasionally, so I thought I would enjoy it); well, I am not really enjoying it. What I am realizing from reading it each week (this is my third week) is that I am really, REALLY glad I am not famous. I am my own worst critic, but the people that write for these magazines are HARSH! As if it's not hard enough to live your life, but to live it with everyone watching and writing and critiquing has to be awful. I am so happy to be just me.