I Don't Have to be Rational

I don't know about you, but sometimes I just don't feel very rational. I'll make a decision (albeit *possibly* an irrational one) and that's that. My mind has been made up. I don't know why this happens, it's just how it is. Granted, I do think I'm getting better as I get older, in that I'll actually listen and try to see things from other points of view (and, honestly, if a boy is involved I usually make every excuse for him in the book), but there will come a point when I'm just done. I don't want to hear it, I'm just done. I need to walk away. I'm at that point right now with a few people. It's been a long time coming, but I've had it. Unless something drastically changes (or my requests are heard and acted upon), then I'll wish them well and walk away. I'm actually kind of proud of myself. When did I grow up? :)