When push comes to shove

I had a couple of incidents happen last weekend that caused me to see my life a little clearer. One was with friends, one was with family. I'm not saying that I'm "all knowing" now, but I actually felt my spine straighten and my chin lift up. Literally. I could start to taste what I'm made of. I cannot allow the comments that you feel necessary to make have the effect on me that they do. I won't be crushed by the words coming from your mouth. Our relationship is what it is. I love you, but it's my life. I love you for who you are, and I expect the same from you. If you choose not to do that, it's not my issue. The realization was a little exhausting, but I felt good about it. It felt very "sane".

Not waiting to exhale

I realized about a week ago that I hated the stress monkey that I had become. Between work and personal issues, I was monumentally grumpy. I didn't want to, but I seemed to end up that way by 9am every morning. Ugh. The weekends weren't enough to wash it away.
So I'm done. I'm done with being grumpy. I consider myself a fairly self-aware person and knew the effect of my grumpiness on others. I can't constantly let others get to me and ruin my perfectly good days. I don't have any control over their bad habits, so I can't let them effect me like they have. I'm taking deep breaths. It's amazing what a deep breath can do. Of course, I take a lot of them and people might think I'm hyperventilating. :)
*snifffffffff* *whoooooooooooo*