It started with a good mood.
People just don't understand things. If I am in a certain mood at a certain point during the day, it does not mean that that is what my character is like all the time. People always tell you how you should be feeling. If I have almost missed a bus, does that mean that I should stop being happy? Am I not allowed to be happy anymore? Does that make being happy a bad thing? Also, if a bus has been fifteen minutes late every day for the past eleven months, would it not be safe for one to assume that it will be fifteen minutes late tomorrow? And who's idea was it for me to get up at this time anyway?
And now the piling on of accusations, one after the other. It's not exactly making me feel motivated. And I, of all people, have been accused of lacking empathy! When her anger was making me clench my fists and grind my teeth in aggravation!
Well of course I'm bloody grateful, but everything loses its meaning if you're obligated to say it. I need to sleep. Not that I'm going to get any. Not tonight.
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