I feel skewered by your post, principally because its accurate, although not in exactly the same way you first thought. I catch myself thinking, sie ought to know that somethings going on without having to be told about it, and ought to have a pretty good idea of what it is thats going on without having to be told as well...and then I catch myself up, and have to explain to my interior monologue that no, sie doesnt necessarily know whats going on, or even that somethings going on at all, and that Id better sit down and figure out a way to speak up about it thats not accusatory or confronting. Sometimes I succeed at this.
Sometimes I feel as though I play situations for sympathy, dramatizing my situation, and I continue to feel that way even when my friends and family tell me I should have said something long beforebut I figured they had their own stuff to deal with, and didnt need me bothering them with mine, until mines to the point I cant stand it any longerand then I do what I, at any rate, see as dramatizing. Which I then feel guilty for doing.
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Date: 2001-08-28 02:28 pm (UTC)I feel skewered by your post, principally because its accurate, although not in exactly the same way you first thought. I catch myself thinking, ...and then I catch myself up, and have to explain to my interior monologue that no, sie doesnt necessarily know whats going on, or even that somethings going on at all, and that Id better sit down and figure out a way to speak up about it thats not accusatory or confronting. Sometimes I succeed at this.
Sometimes I feel as though I play situations for sympathy, dramatizing my situation, and I continue to feel that way even when my friends and family tell me I should have said something long beforebut I figured they had their own stuff to deal with, and didnt need me bothering them with mine, until mines to the point I cant stand it any longerand then I do what I, at any rate, see as dramatizing. Which I then feel guilty for doing.