Last night I had to talk to someone about an issue that's been bothering me for a long time. I didn't really want to talk about it; in fact, I would've been happy to never bring it up. But, the more I didn't say anything and the behavior continued, the more upset I got and I finally had to say something before I flipped out. I'm not really sure how it went - time will tell, I guess, but I think I'm glad I finally said something. I just don't like stuff like that (then again, who does?) - direct confrontations are never fun. However, I think for my overall well-being and peace of mind, it needed to be done. Does that make me a grown-up now? How will I know? Does someone tell me, do I get a prize? :)
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