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.