Bitter Betty?

Bitterness is like a cancer. It eats upon the host.
But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean. – Maya Angelou

Have you ever been bitter? No, not just kind of bitter, like the time OPI discontinued your absolute favorite shade of nail lacquer. I’m talkin’ biT-Ter. Bitterness that erupts into a stiff neck, puffy eyes and overwhelming exhaustion. Have you? Lately, I have been crippled with this exact type of bitterness. Sometimes, when I look in the mirror I don’t even recognize myself.

I have let one person ruin entire days.

How did I get here?

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Why can’t we just each act as if the other doesn’t exist?

That is totally fine by me.

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I am better today than I was yesterday.
I hope to stomp the bitterness a little more tomorrow.

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For now, I try to lather, rinse and repeat:

I can’t control other people’s shameful actions.
I can’t control what other people say or think of me.
I can’t control other people.
I can only control myself.
I can only control my actions.

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BUT: FOR NOW: People who steal my joy are NOT allowed in my life.

 

And while this may not be the healthiest solution.
This is me today. A work in progress.

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