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November 10, 2004 I lost my cool...not life threatening or terrible...except I lost it on more than one occasion with more than one person. For me uncomfortable and potentially flammable situations require humor and sarcasm...my life lines...I cant stand silences in conversation, I dont know how to take compliments and most importantly...I prefer to be the PEACEMAKER. It would have been so easy to steer the conversation to the safe grounds of comedy because thats what I usually do... but this day...was obviously different. A day full of cribbing, picking fights and stubbornness…and I was a teenager all over again. The outcome was 3 dangerous arguments with the 3 most special people...I had to call it time out...handcuff myself to solitude...to reflect on the burnt remains...to wonder what went wrong. I wish I had snapped out of it because I am also not good at apologies..but more than that I wished that I was given a day off from my ETERNAL duty of being the cheerleader/fire-eating amuser/CLOWN! And instead paid attention to...WARNING: ‘Fragile handle with care’ and put the humor where it belonged. (10:43 PM) ~`~ |
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