Do you ever get the feeling that you're just tired? Not that you need more sleep, but like your mental capacity has been exhausted?
My L.A. Lit teacher spoke a bit about passive-agressiveness during one of the last classes. I think I may be a little too passive-agressive.
I shrug things off when I shouldn't. I've let things go when I shouldn't have. I forget without forgiving. The worst part is that, I could go weeks just thinking that I'm "tired" of a person, or that I don't want to talk to them anymore, and yet I will go ahead and sit next to them. Or I will go ahead and share a joke with them. I will go ahead and share, share, share. I keep telling myself that I'm wasting time, that I should be more progressive. I keep telling myself to break old habits.
Even though my head seems so clear, my actions are not. I'm really starting to hate it.
The aggressive part is that I eventually explode. I explode and my insides end up every place that I don't want them.
I feel like I'm about to explode, and I'm trying so hard to keep my seems together. The last week or so has been tremendously rough, and I just don't know why I don't just speak up once and awhile.
Anyways, I feel like these posts have been suffering, because I'm not exactly happy. I desperately want to change that.
-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)
My L.A. Lit teacher spoke a bit about passive-agressiveness during one of the last classes. I think I may be a little too passive-agressive.
I shrug things off when I shouldn't. I've let things go when I shouldn't have. I forget without forgiving. The worst part is that, I could go weeks just thinking that I'm "tired" of a person, or that I don't want to talk to them anymore, and yet I will go ahead and sit next to them. Or I will go ahead and share a joke with them. I will go ahead and share, share, share. I keep telling myself that I'm wasting time, that I should be more progressive. I keep telling myself to break old habits.
Even though my head seems so clear, my actions are not. I'm really starting to hate it.
The aggressive part is that I eventually explode. I explode and my insides end up every place that I don't want them.
I feel like I'm about to explode, and I'm trying so hard to keep my seems together. The last week or so has been tremendously rough, and I just don't know why I don't just speak up once and awhile.
Anyways, I feel like these posts have been suffering, because I'm not exactly happy. I desperately want to change that.
-D.F.T.B.A.-
Mina;)
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