I am irritated.
I rarely become irritated, or annoyed.
Like anything else, I let things build up to the point of ultimate frustration and once I get there, my feelings get the best of me. I mean, I can handle a lot of whatever. It usually takes quite a bit for me to be mad, upset, embarrassed, irritated, etc. And even then, after a day or two I'm over it and I don't think about any of it ever again. I'm not completely thick-skinned, though; there are times when a single sentence is said and I will feel like I've been cut right open. Those things stay with me a long time. But seriously. Sometimes I just want to say, "Enough is enough. Stop."
I think it's just one of those days...
... but I am still irritated.
I think I'm more irritated at the fact that I let myself feel irritated than over what has actually been said - even though what's been said has accumulated over a span of time, and it wasn't a mere one-time statement or anything.
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