you can always tell what kind of day i've had by how many people i speed around, and how many f-bombs i drop from my parking space at work to my parking space at home, and how burned out my clutch it.
do not mistake this for bragging. i am not proud of this. i have definitely cut off people i know (woops), cussed at someone only to pass them and find it was my neighbor (dang it), or the person that i will see at work, only 10 seconds after i get there (because isn't that the amount of time i save by passing that one car?)......
it's been a long day. trying to "teach" teenagers that don't give a shit what i'm flapping my mouth about. if only they knew how much LESS i wanted to be there than they do. their disinterest only serves to frustrate me and make me feel helpless.
i stood up for myself (self worth) today. and it felt good.
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I am proud of you. Every bit counts. There are so many things yu are doing that I know are particularly hard- but think of them as an exersise in patience. I know I'm not the only one that needs more of that.:) love you and your heart
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