I shouldn't be pissed but I am. I shouldn't feel so bad, but I do. I shouldn't think such mean thoughts but I cant help myself.
Perhaps it's true. Maybe I am better than most. Maybe I do deserve better than self centered, cowards who hide behind their fears. Who am I to argue with fate?
I demand 100% from everyone. Being afraid is unacceptable.
What happened to the masculinity? Remember how Kevin fought for Winnie? Why does it always have to be difficult? Why can't it be fun and ever lasting? But if I didn't have these experiences I wouldn't be able to differentiate the bad from the horrible.
And yes, it's so hard to take the high road! As a woman of class I'll bite my tongue!
Now. I feel much better!!!
