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I am a horrible person. I lack the characteristics that I would most pride myself in if I had them. I am impatient, and I am not as forgiving as I should be. Moreover, I am too uptight and I should be more easygoing. I blame other people even when it isn’t really their actions but my reactions that are the problem. I don’t think before I speak, and I get annoyed with generous, wonderful friends who never get mad at me. What is wrong with me? I never seem to come to my senses until too late, until I’ve shown myself for what I really am: selfish, accusational, and lazy. And yet, beyond all hope, my friends seem to forgive me. They listen kindly to my apologies and justifications, and continue to extend their goodwill despite my flaws. How can I be so fortunate? Nothing makes sense when all the blame and frustration and anger and shame is directed inwards.

Comments 4

  1. S wrote:

    What goes around comes around, and considering how patient and wise you’ve been when *I* come around whining… well, you are owed much more then what you’ve recieved thus far…

    Posted 07 Sep 2003 at 02:15
  2. S wrote:

    What goes around comes around, and considering how patient and wise you’ve been when *I* come around whining… well, you are owed much more then what you’ve recieved thus far…

    Posted 07 Sep 2003 at 02:15
  3. eloscuridad the darkness wrote:

    if you hate yourself, it is only a small step towards hating everyone. spread the malice around and no-one will get too much at once.

    people suck.

    Posted 08 Sep 2003 at 00:39
  4. eloscuridad the darkness wrote:

    if you hate yourself, it is only a small step towards hating everyone. spread the malice around and no-one will get too much at once.

    people suck.

    Posted 08 Sep 2003 at 00:39

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