Walking a Crab

Circa 2007

Someone once told me I’m the most sincere person they know. That’s probably accurate. I also can’t help but wonder if I should work on being more ironic or sarcastic.

I think it’s because I grew up sincerely loving Jesus and sincerely wanting to be a missionary and was oh-so-sincere about all of that. Then I realized how full of hypocrisy the church is and most Christians are. And I hate hypocrisy—I am very sincere about that too. The realization, at such a fragile age, that insincerity runs rampant and amok in the world, can only breed a vague distrust of all that flaunts itself as monolithic rightness. I guess that’s what makes a girl a cynic.

I’m also a Cancer, which feels things very sincerely—with a childlike, unfiltered, immediacy—the way all Cardinal signs do.

Insincerity just doesn’t mix with Cancers. Like oil and water they peel apart.

Here is a portrait of two Cancerians taking their sincerity for a walk.