When I have something bothering me, causing me pain, distraction, discomfort, or anger, I tend to take it out on those close to me.
I learned that after being inclined to ride that ridge and I was stopped.
The problem is; that’s your damn problem. You can talk about it and maybe someone will listen or care or help, but they can’t fix your problem and that is now bothering you enough to behave negatively, speak harshly, disengage, and then make the point that you are miserable.
Well, hell; I am sorry you are miserable. But don’t tell me I am worthless or weak or easily stepped on.
Like, say it’s all about you: you don’t have to say so; let’s pretend you don’t have the mind or time to think about choosing your words because you are miserable and a loser. You recite the reasons repeatedly to any person or people who will listen. That is, up to a point where you to demonstrate to the person exactly how manifestation of misery and self-fulfilling prophesy are created on a level that is fascinating, and how to know you are not that person and will continue to in no way resemble that behavior and thinking.
When something is the opposite of bothering me, etc., I tend to take it out on those I am close to. Share your good side.
Friends are important.
Friends are people who can take you on a ride in their life and it’s up to you who gets to be those people. And same both ways.