Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Anger

No, I will not send you naked pictures of myself. You may be newly single and bored, but I'm sorry. I won't do it.

No, I don't want to meet you for cupcakes in the middle of the day so your fiance won't suspect anything. And no, I'm not going to wait around for you to finally work up the nerve to tell her you're not happy in your relationship.

No, I don't want to listen to you brag about your asshole tendencies.

No, I am not impressed by your fan club. And unless you are actually *doing* something worthwhile with your life, I don't want to sit and chat about all the amazing reasons why you *could* but just aren't quite there yet.

We all have flaws. I know this. I will be the first to admit mine. I lost my first marriage because of them.

But sometimes, life is about growing up. And learning lessons. Lessons like how not to use others simply because you're lonely or bored or horny. Or how you really need to be emotionally available in your heart to make the next relationship work. Or how being mad at the world doesn't help anyone at all, and that self-destructive behavior is completely selfish and unproductive. Or how talking about things is useless if you never actually get out and do them.

Grrr...