Some days I think my head is going to explode. Not only am I a controller and a perfectionist, I am also a deep thinker. I get something into my brain and I analyze it TO DEATH! I know I do this and I can't seem to stop it. Only one thing has to not go according to plan and then everything goes to hell in a handbasket. Someone says something that I don't think is appropriate and I analyze it. Then I get defensive by way of either being pouty, nervous or bitchy and I know I do this and I just can't stop. It is like a drug. You do it once and it goes spiraling out of control. Then only one person needs to utter a sound and I crumble. Tears flow, hands tremble and knees get weak. I literally "puke" out my thoughts and then find out that it really wasn't as bad as I thought it was in the first place.
My grama always said that things are never that bad the next day.
I hope she's right.
2 comments:
oh my god we are exactly alike. I guess that is why I like you so much.
take care
velvis
It's good to know I am not the only one "out there"!
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