It took me years, and a few interventions by friends, to get myself out of that mode; out of that line of thinking... or am I? I can still come up with reasoning for why certain actions are taken. More and more often over the past couple of years, despite understanding the reasons, I simply no longer accept it. I no longer brush it off, it doesn't vanish; it gets filed in a mental card catalog, reserved for later reference and use.
As the catalog continues to be added to, I've noticed that I can no longer simply sit back and take it all in. I do have a limit, as much as I hate to admit it. I'm not used to this limitation. I've also noticed that my moods have become erratic, sometimes to the point of making me wonder if they'd qualify as being manic-depressive.
Krista, I should not have walked away. I was afraid, though, that if I didn't, that I would react to you with all the frustration and anger that's been lingering from other issues; in fact, that very thing was starting to happen almost immediately. That was not the right place or the right time for a discussion of that nature. I am sorry for leaving tho, and I hope you can forgive me.