I find it INCREDIBLY frustrating when there is a double standard.
Honestly - I know when I do something that is wrong, but don't you fucking dare tell me that I have to stand and listen to someone bad mouth me and call me names in front of my child and expect me not to say anything about it. I am honest about my motives and actions. There is nothing worse than a liar. I have no reason to lie - for better or worse - I tell the truth. My mama raised me that way. Even growing up - I always just fessed up if I did something dumb and they found out. Less trouble for me in the moment and later. I never have to worry about what I said - I don't have to remember who I told what version of anything - there is only one version - THE TRUTH. It's actually a pretty noble concept.
And you know - It's not like this is the first time that I have been attacked verbally, and I have always kept my mouth shut with this person. Am I sorry that I stooped to that level for once? Yes - but what I said was what I honestly feel. It wasn't meant to be an insult - it was truth that spilled out in a heated moment.
I can't take it back - and honestly it is a little cathartic to tell someone what you really think. Even though I barely scratched the surface on this one. I am sure that it will get brought up when it counts. It's rare that I let anyone get the best of me. I have had enough though for real...
weeee.....
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