A fragile case I have | treefrogz's Blog

Ruminating is not always healthy. Sometimes you just have to spit it out. And then wash out your mouth and go on. Not on, as in leaving. Although I'm sure that comes as the best solution to some. But, the just shrug it off kind of going on.

I hate people screaming at me. I hate harsh words. I hate sharp responses especially when it's unexpected and undeserved. Why? Why shout at me? I am the intermediary. And I am indeed and have been. So, why oh why was I not given a tougher hide?

Oh bitterness is coursing through me. I will not become Vader. The dark side will have to leave me. I so want to shelter it and nurture it and grow laser death-ray eyes and fry some butt. Forgiveness will slip down over my heart and somehow, (I have no idea how at the moment) I will soften and feel the love come back, and feel the tenderness envelope me so it can course through my arms and reach him. 

But right now, I'd like to smack him, wallop him good.