Me and Daniel fought today. Bad. The thing is, is when we fight we don't say mean things to each other. It consists of me trying to put him in my shoes, and him kind of blowing me off. Then ignoring each other for awhile, then try and work it out again. He doesn't listen again, I end up screaming and throwing shit. Then we calm down, are finally receptive to each other and things are okay. Yeah, I sound like a really bad person here.
I told him today, that we need to just accept each other. He always tells me how much I've changed and he hasn't changed a bit ad this is who he is, and blah blah blah. Here's the thing though. I quit so much for him. I quit drinking energy drinks, stopped the soda, and quit smoking. I know that these changes are good for me, but the decisions are mine to make. So, I am done changing. We have to accept each other or let each other go. So far, so good.
My issue is just how I handle things. If I don't get a response I like, I get angry. I can't just walk away and take a breather. If I sense attitude I lose it. It's like, things have to be may way, on my agenda, and so on. And that's not how life works. I recognize my faults. I can't control them. It's like, when I start to get angry, I turn into the hulk, and I can't control myself. I don't know what to do. This is why I want to be a therapist. So I can help myself.
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