It is embarrassing how I can throw a fit. I am still a work in progress. I just hope that I will get better soon before I permanently scar my sons. I have a very bad temper especially when I lack sleep and when I am hungry. Mostly, I do this at the comforts of my "home". I guess it is where I can be myself, truly myself. I pity my boys. I feel guilty after every scream. It's not me! It's this nasty little brat that I could not kick out of my system.
Other than this hidden fury, I hate being so lazy and scattered brain. Why can't I just focus? Why can't I just sit and settle? Why can't I just do it? Why does it have to be later or tomorrow? Why do I keep doing this? This has to stop.
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