I let people get to me too easily. They push my buttons and sometimes it just feels like they are grinding away at my soul. I'm not on speaking terms with one coworker (mainly because I wouldn't volunteer to help her on a project driving pamphlets across town; but with gas the way it is and how 'critical it is for me to always be available at my desk' I said no) and she's so
I feel like I'm gettin it from both sides. Work is stressful because I think when people are upset, they are upset with me. Home is stressful because my parents play devil's advocate when I just need them to comfort me. I guess we've always had a strained relationship, but sometimes it's nice for people to just be nice to you. I wonder if this is a sign of things to come or if I'm paying my dues to reach something better. As Davey Wavey would put it 'the universe is mine to create' and I'm trying to create something good.