I feel, just, super frustrated lately. My 10 month old had pneumonia, I just had oral surgery on my jaw, and now there are family issues wreaking havoc (happens in every family, right?? lol)
You don’t know what to think, what to do, and you usually end up being judgmental no matter how hard you try not to be. things get skewed and blown out of proportion. You realize you probably didn’t handle the situation very well, but you still don’t want to admit defeat – defeat means you were wrong. but you weren’t wrong, you just didn’t act right.
Or maybe you’re just grasping at straws and need to let the pride go? ugh…
It sucks. I guess that’s part of life, though. Being mature enough to let other people live their own lives and make their own mistakes with no pressure from you. Then again… when the person is being irresponsible, is it not your moral duty to sort of set them straight??
Maybe I should just dive head-first into writing and pretend the real world isn’t happening? lol That’s why a lot of people read fiction, anyway, isn’t it?