adversity is always there even when you think things are good... it's just waiting for the moment. The stings and pricks that life throws... the bumps.. bruises.. cuts.. scrapes.. broken bones... heartache.. again and again... and it seems to get worse as you get older... or am I the only one for that.. I doubt it.
Talked with X today.... it's didn't end well and I'm not doing to well from it...
I'm trying to wade through the... it's completely beyond my control to why can't I control any of this motion... I
I'm struggling with the idea... how much do I take this personally.. how much do I "fret" over the call.. I wasn't happy.. I noticed myself talking for most of it and realizing that he's not answering questions to satisfaction. Generalizations... generalizations will get me asking questions.. not being specific.. he was heading in that direction..
I kept pressing.. he got flustered.. I don't relate well to others.. i have poor communications skills..
I'm finding myself wanting to hide... depression came screaming in for a bit.. and it's been a bit of a hassle to contend with.
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