Saturday, April 10, 2004
Unleashing the Beast
I hate it when I get angry. I try very hard not to get upset and when I do, I try even harder not to explode. I vividly remember the times when I've exploded to scary proportions that I want to avoid unleashing that side of me if possible. It is ugly and I hate the aftermath. Now that I'm a mom with a daughter approaching the 'terrible twos', I've noticed that my fuse seems to be shorter and I tend to nag a lot. Nagging is in the first stages of exploding. The initiator of my anger that knows no one including my little girl. I hate for that time and I hope I never get there, when my daughter will see my monster. I guess I need a break - it seems the beast is packing for a humongous vacation.