I have a small, smoldering resentment and it has sucked all the fun out of my life. The thing that is so infuriating is that this situation is insignificant. Tiny. Teenie, even. And I’ve given it the power to interfere with my joy. Last night, it even interfered with my sleep.
So it’s time to take action. I know precisely what I need to do to put paid to this situation, but I have to say, it’s taken me a couple of weeks to realize what I need to do. This situation needed to simmer. I needed to get past all the angry words that were backed up in my throat and my head. I needed to realize why my little girl inside was saying, “But what about me?” which is what all angry words really say.
So I’ve taken responsibility for my part in this teensie little thing that has disrupted my serenity, and today I take steps to rectify the situation. It will take a couple of days, actually, but I can see my way through it, and I won’t be acting in haste, or in anger, or from an indefensible position of mock outrage.
Wow. How adult of me. It’s those twelve steps, you know, that work in my life when I’m too out of control to work them.
I may not have control over much in this life, but I do have control over my attitude. And right now, my attitude sucks.
So I’m going to fix it.