i have inherited some lovely attributes from my parents. i am optimistic, nurturing, forgiving, and (i think) clever. on the flip side, i've developed some of their negative traits as well (sorry, mom. you know it's true). and letting small, manageable nuisances amass into ginormous problems has trickled down from probably generations back. you would think someone who talks as much as i do would prefer productive communication to annoyed silence.i am at the end of my rope today due to complete thoughtlessness from others and my foolish willingness to believe it is unintentional. it's mounted and mounted and mounted, and now here i am, FURIOUS and frustrated. no need for details; you never know who is spying. but suffice it to say i've had enough and the lid has blown. i can see the end of this ugly streak from where i am, so i should be back to sunshine-y me soon. until then, i will try to remain as normal as possible. after all, no one wants to hug a cactus.
