It’s My Fault

Good evening.  I’m not feeling well tonight, so I’m going to keep this brief.  

I got thinking this weekend about why I’m still single in my mid-30s, and I think a lot of it has to do with the fact that I’m basically a “bro”.  I’m easygoing to the point of being ridiculous.  I’ll do whatever everyone else wants to do to make things easier.  I can barely bring myself to tell the waiter when he brings me the wrong order.  

I don’t ask for anything because I don’t want to be disappointed, and it works to a certain extent.  I also don’t end up getting what I want a lot of the time.  That’s on me.  Mostly.

The saying that “people will treat you the way you allow them to treat you” is spot-on.  I have a tendency to let things go until eventually one small thing is the last straw.  I’m bad at communicating.  I’m trying to get better, but it’s a challenge to fix 34 years of avoiding conflict.

I’m not sure I have a point to all this.  I have a lot on my mind, and I guess I’m just venting.  

I’m going to try to sleep, and hope that this is just GERD.  See you guys in the morning.