Need a Mental Mint

Sometimes I encounter something, or more specifically, someone, who crosses my path in a way that just leaves a bad, bad taste in my mouth. When I sit here to write, I am blocked, fixated on this bitterness. I don't wish to explore such things here, I know it's pointless to do so, but it is hard for me think of anything else. I am left just incredulous. My own weakness is my disbelief. I am always one to chalk up my own hurt feelings to some sort of misunderstanding. I try hard to never attribute to malice what springs from anothers simple ignorance. But, believing this leads me to want to understand and communicate. Surely, this person doesn't mean this! I want to take it apart, reach a mutual understanding. So, I pick at it, and in these cases, it simply keeps the wound from healing, and generally makes it worse.

So, I'm left having to throw my hands up and walk away, a feeling I hate.

Some days make you wish you had called in sick.

I'll be back after some thorough mental hygiene. I don't want to get any of this on anyone else.
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