Negativity, thou art everywhere.
And I'm sick of it.
Seems like I have a log jam of everyone else's problems stuffed inside my body.
Feel like a giant, grumpy teddy bear who's stuffing is sticking out.
Out my ears.
Out my eyes.
Out my belly button.
Am I processing too slowly?
Are too many people depending on me instead of themselves?
Am I not saying 'No' enough? Sternly enough? Clearly enough?
Too controlling. Micro-managing.
These are my problems.
I let stuff in. It should bounce off and return to sender.
I'll work on it.
But right now? I want ice cream. Chocolate chip ice cream.