I ought to be gun-shot. Right in my head. Worn to a frazzle and the temperature of my temper is rising, rather uncontrollably. Simply just lashed out at him for every thing that went wrong, right now, right here. Poor guy. He is such a sweet guy yet at times, I took advantage of being at the upper hand, out to get my way.
Patience, tolerance, forgiving are just some of the attributes he possesses...love, care and concern which he constantly showered on me. Am terribly ashamed of myself. I feel horrid.
What is wrong with me?
Yes, tonight I feel suicidal. On second thoughts, probably need to register myself for some anger management course. Argh, too tired to continue blogging...