I love Dr. Phil for many reasons but the first one is his blunt and honest ways of cutting through bull and putting things into perspective.
As my hormones fluctuate and I encounter very annoying events, I ask myself,"is this OK with me?" And, if the answer is NO, I fight back.
This week has actually been very rough for me. My returned energy has made me feisty against people who push their ills on me and treat me bad.
It always baffles me that we treat those who love us far worse than those we hardly know. It comes with the territory, I guess, of being so close to people that they have a chance to hurt us.
This week I let out a lot of frustration. It was like the old me before I was married with children. I used to assert what I thought in selfish ways to keep people from trampling on me. I did it everywhere. Looking back... it was out of anger. Anger that people would think a young person can be bamboozled, that a girl was a 2nd class citizen, and anger that I was hurting and I was expected to change when the problem wasn't me.
I still deal with this but when you are pregnant, extremely sober and quite the workhorse... it bubbles up aggressively.
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