in the uncomfortable can feel freeing...i avoid confrontation. it's something i have worked on for years...i work on it personally, i work on it while talking to a therapist, while walking down the street, while in a cab, at work, at the gym...i work on it. it's never good to bottle something up and i have had my fair share of explosions from not sharing how i really feel. it is not my best trait.
it works for me to take a step back and to process. sometimes i just need to be alone to figure it all out...and sometimes it's just too late once i have worked it out. it all depends on who is involved and what's been said. sometimes the damage is irreparable.
i feel pretty lucky that k didn't write me off when he totally could have and there have been others too. my friend l has a blog and it's kind of comedy and it's kind of tough love...this is one entry that i love:
"Arguments Happen
Like fender benders and constipation, arguments happen. It's normal to call your best friend a worthless piece of fucktrash if she didn't text you back and taking a knife to your husband's Xbox is commonplace, especially if he left the butter out on the counter again.
Flare ups are going to happen in every relationship, it's the handling things like a gentlewoman that's important."
yeah...it's true...and sometimes we don't handle things like a gentlewoman and sometimes we wish we had. and you know what can really be a time/energy suck...analyzing something that might never change...there are times when you just need to let it go and move on.
oh, and fucktrash is my favorite new insult to sling...thanks l!
you can find more of the DFT here: http://www.dailyfuckingthought.com
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