Self- Control
I am on the verge of a rip-roaring rant.
I am seething inside but good sense and a desire to avoid giving offence is restraining me. I feel that something I care about very much has been hi-jacked and polluted by a person who simply does not give a damn but goes her heedless way with no thought as to her actions. I am angry because I was seduced into becoming a part of this game and wish I had had the wit to avoid her snares. She does not want to hear and despises every word I say. I have tried courtesy and avoidance. She has pissed in my cup and I am powerless to stop it. So I retreat and go as far away as I can. They all laugh.
I am seething inside but good sense and a desire to avoid giving offence is restraining me. I feel that something I care about very much has been hi-jacked and polluted by a person who simply does not give a damn but goes her heedless way with no thought as to her actions. I am angry because I was seduced into becoming a part of this game and wish I had had the wit to avoid her snares. She does not want to hear and despises every word I say. I have tried courtesy and avoidance. She has pissed in my cup and I am powerless to stop it. So I retreat and go as far away as I can. They all laugh.