just a few things to say
I'm finally back on familiar ground. Sorta. Tons of things will never the the same, least of all my perception of how the world turns.
Crazy is as crazy does. Everybody has their own brand of crazy - including people who are 'experts' on what works and what doesn't.
I'm not an expert. I'm a student. I prefer asking questions and learning as I go along. Just to see where the roads, or the conversations, turn.
I hate being talked down to, no matter what. This is a sticking point with me no matter who I'm in conversation with, and if the person talking down to me is a boss or leader or as in this case, a family member - well, I get riled.
I'm hunched over as I write this. My body language is on defense even now. Still working through emotions and responses.
Ups and downs regarding the income have made me tense regarding paying bills as much as just daily living.
No, I'm not perfect. I'm human. I'm learning what works for me as I go along. I sure as hell don't like being told I should be doing things a certain way just because the person giving advice has a piece of paper declaring them an expert, when that piece of paper doesn't preclude their own choices. Thus proving they don't always know what they're talking about. Further proving that what they say is not always for the best.
Yep. Still irritated. Angry responses and conversations have been rolling through my head for the past few days/weeks, just begging for sense or freedom, waiting for me to say something. Anything.
My body is still trying to tell me I need to heal. Skin irritations and muscle pain that are still working themselves away.
Time. Time to heal. Time to work things through. Time to make new changes and slide into place for a new direction.
Crazy is as crazy does. Everybody has their own brand of crazy - including people who are 'experts' on what works and what doesn't.
I'm not an expert. I'm a student. I prefer asking questions and learning as I go along. Just to see where the roads, or the conversations, turn.
I hate being talked down to, no matter what. This is a sticking point with me no matter who I'm in conversation with, and if the person talking down to me is a boss or leader or as in this case, a family member - well, I get riled.
I'm hunched over as I write this. My body language is on defense even now. Still working through emotions and responses.
Ups and downs regarding the income have made me tense regarding paying bills as much as just daily living.
No, I'm not perfect. I'm human. I'm learning what works for me as I go along. I sure as hell don't like being told I should be doing things a certain way just because the person giving advice has a piece of paper declaring them an expert, when that piece of paper doesn't preclude their own choices. Thus proving they don't always know what they're talking about. Further proving that what they say is not always for the best.
Yep. Still irritated. Angry responses and conversations have been rolling through my head for the past few days/weeks, just begging for sense or freedom, waiting for me to say something. Anything.
My body is still trying to tell me I need to heal. Skin irritations and muscle pain that are still working themselves away.
Time. Time to heal. Time to work things through. Time to make new changes and slide into place for a new direction.
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