You Are The Pimple On The Ass Of Humanity

The time has come for a good old fashioned house cleaning in my personal life. I admit sometimes I have the hugability of a pincushion cactus but I find this much more appealing then being the emotional punching bag that I was for many unhappy years.
It's not that I can't hack it I just refuse to anymore. If I wanted to listen and solve everyone's issues I'd go back to school and get my social working licesnse.
( Actually not a bad idea ) Maybe I'll just start mailing out bills for co-pays and office visits!?
My family is the drama and horror equivelent of any Wes Craven movie!
It seems no matter how fast I swim away I always get stuck in the swirling whirlpool of proverbile bullshit as people in my life take turns doing emotional piranha attacks on my psyche. When I am feeling uncomfortable and otherwise dejected I pull away from whatever it is in my life that is causing it. It may not be healthy or normal but I can't stand to be irritated. I refuse to be a part of the afflicting virus that is DRAMA! Drama is like AIDS; once you have it you can either spread it to others carelessly or you can make others aware of what a dangerous and self destructive disease it is.
I guess my point is this: wear a mouth condom to control your verbal diarrhea or just silence yourself for good!

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