I'm not sure if you were birthed from the a) Venti Starbucks Coffee I had first thing this morning with no food in my stomach, b) the super chocolaty oozing with sugar and glaze publix donut that followed, c) Wolfsheim Radio on Pandora that blasts Assemblage 23's raw heavy sound dictating my heartbeat or d) the feeling of being pressured to follow someone else's Friday night plans for me....Maybe perhaps, it's e) ALL of the above. Either way, can I have my breath back SOON please?
In addition, I've been meaning to bring up to you that although I appreciate the fact that you are a loyal part of my life...all of these unannounced visits where you stay for a prolonged period of time really must stop. It's kind of rude when you were not invited and I don't know why you are coming to visit in the first place. I'm considering breaking up with you over this. Seriously. It's not me, it's you.
Maybe we should have a sit down with my thoughts, feelings, fears and current stressors. Maybe then we can all come to some rational adult agreement without all of you battling it out and beating each other up. It really makes me tired. Then, when you are trying to explain your side of the story to me alllllllll night long, it makes it really hard to sleep. I'm listening to you, I am...but has anyone ever told you that you talk a littttttle too loud? Didn't your mother ever tell you to use your inside voice? Jeesh!!!!
Listen, I'm really not good at confrontation...so, I'm going to change the station to Ray Lamontagne, eat some lunch, try to compromise, not keep overloading you with my problems and see if you will go on a little vacation. I mean, truly, you deserve it....You've really been working hard lately honey.
Forever yours,
Amanda
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