I'm listening to Swedish house mafia. It's house music and it suits my mood right now.
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I'm almost 30 and getting talked down to by someone like I am a petulant child. Well this petulant child wants to gut punch someone. Mature response, I know. Why do men feel the need to exert a god complex over other people in their lives? I live on the outer periphery of this man's life yet whenever I come in contact with him I am overwhelmed by the invisible hand he uses, through his choice of words and tone, to push me face-down into the dirt. I am not fond of dirt therefore each encounter leaves me feeling even more unpleasant than the last. While I attempt to keep my dealings with him to a bare minimum the contact is too much for me.
I want to speak up, but confrontation has never been my strong point. I realize that this is part of life, to stand up for you and yours, but it sounds better in theory than in practice. It's the end of my day and I am sure that this response is over-kill for something that I would have been much more equipped to handle after .. say.. 8 hours of sleep or so.
I also have a tendency to down-play things that really bother me. I down-play them until I am capable of talking myself out of the anger I feel. It's a common defense mechanism for me. (That shows you just how much I hate confrontation.) I'm guessing that after I wake up I will view things in a different light but now that I am examining it, I don't know how healthy this coping mechanism actually is for my psyche.
I am a rationalizer. I search for the reasons behind the actions until I can fully understand someone's train of thought. I do this frequently when someone I know is hurting or having a rough time. It helps me understand the human condition and allows me to see that their anger/hurt isn't directed at me. ugh, I don't know where I was going with this. Tired.
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