September 2011
I was wrong.
and I know it. When I know I did or said something wrong, I admit to it. Apologizing is the hardest part. And I know I’m going to have to do it. I know that when I have to sit down and say I’m sorry and what I’m sorry for, I’m going to cry. I hate this feeling, because it upsets me for the entire time between when I have the realization that I’m wrong until I apologize. It doesn’t help when other things are making me stressed at the same time. I know that by this time tomorrow, everything will be alright. Yet, somehow that isn’t making this moment, right now, any better. I’m usually good at having these moments and saying to myself, “it could be worse,” but right now, that doesn’t feel like it makes it any better. What makes it even worse is that I was angry at the second party for the same situation, but then when it was described to me from their point of view and I got mad at myself.
By this time tomorrow, it should all be better.
Post one of the 7 deadly sins in my ask box for:
Lust: Something that I find attractive.
Pride: Something that I like about myself.
Sloth: Something that I dislike about myself.
Envy: Something I wish I was better at.
Gluttony: One of my favorite foods.
Wrath: Something that gets me angry.
Greed: Something I can’t get enough of.
This gets reblogged only because my friends and I were the 7 deadly sins for halloween last year :)
