
I love the way I am so passive about things until they reach a critical mass and then I either have a physical and/or emotional meltdown, or wreak havoc in the lives of the people that are trying to help me. I need to be more cognisant of that, and try to avoid it in the future.
I also need to put my foot down when I can see what's coming a mile away instead of trying to fulfill every obligation out of a sense of... um, obligation. Cause really? After ten minutes? People cease to miss you being there. My presence isn't integral. That makes me feel special and needed. I'm confused: where are my pants again?
Also I think I have PMS which explains why I slapped an SUV today.
Ohhhh... look at me: I drive a Durango! I'm more important than you! I've never taken it off road in my life and 90% of the time that I drive it, it only has one occupant!
Wow. This is getting way off track. Like what the author of "The Black Swan" is good at doing.
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I drive an SUV. A British SUV. You have my blessings to slap me too.
That's all very well but what do you do if you're not happy, want to "change something" but can't - like sell my fucking house? Huh?
Yeah, that's a tough one OE. You have to sell your house in a recession and I have to change aspects of my personality that are rather firmly entrenched after 32 years.
All godinla has to do is sell his SUV and buy a hybrid. ;)
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