When i was young, i hardly received punishment. Not that i wanted it or that i was such a terror to my parents (well.. i least i think so - the non-terror part). Sure, i had my rebellious times and received disapproving looks/stern reprimands and the occasional stand-in-the-corner silent treatment. But that was about it.
As i grew older, i was taught the responsibility of owning up to mistakes i've made... whether intentional or otherwise. I'm reminded that, while its understandable to have mood swings, yet it does not give us the liberty to snap at people. Problems or issues are to be resolved in a rational manner. The angrier you are, the lower your tone must be. To learn to hear the other person out first before you're quick to judged him. To always be accountable for your actions. That was the lesson.
Fast forward to now. Tempers flail so easily around me. The slightest things can cause extreme annoyance and sour faces. Childish tantrums abound and worst, i seem to always be at the receiving end of it. It's always our fault, it's always our mistake. Nevermind if the decision was made by someone else.. it's still our fault. When credit is due, false modesty projects itself in all its glory. When there is an error (no matter how trivial), everyone becomes a 'tai-qi' expert - pushing the blame to someone else. I think i have been scolded more times on things not of my doing than on the actual mistakes i've made in my life.
Have i this knack of being in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or am i just too accomodating?
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*hugs bessfren* Just announcing here that with all that has been going on, I've been too totally zonked to comment.. but I'm still reading!
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