Frustration is such a wierd thing. Sometimes the frustation is good. It causes me to focus on something. It brings out that hard-headedness that's gotten me through half my life. Frustation makes me feel alive sometimes. I go through half my life on auto pilot. Never feeling anything, having to work at anything. Then something or someone comes along and it takes my attention. I realize that frustration is a good thing. It makes me have to work for what I want.
But sometimes my ego doesn't handle frustration very well. Sometimes that pride and pig-headedness doesn't always get me what I want. I can't make things go my way. I can't make someone want things to be my way. So then the frustration takes over...and I don't have the serenity to be okay with that.
About Me
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- I am compulsive shopping diva in a tomboy shell. I am a walking contradiction with multiple personalities, but its just because I have so many different interests and styles.