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All of us are tired of this situation. Yet it doesn't stop certain of us from setting down their foot on some matters. It's so damn frustrating, exasperating, hurting, I don't know what to do. Or maybe I do know, because it's the most obvious step... then what? I still have questions, but I dare not step to the other room to ask them. Yet if I don't, it's so wrong. Labels: grr
After the little curling up and wetting the pillow moment, I just end up feeling... resigned. Fighting never won me anything except anger, and cost me my phone, or some measure of freedom. Sometimes it just sucks to be me. What's so good about me? What's so bad about others? Why do I always get ultimatums?