In certain situations,
“They” always say, be the bigger person.
What if I don’t want to be the bigger person?
What if I want to be a small, petty person every once in a while?
Why should I be the bigger person?
What do I get for being the bigger person?
That my person is just bigger?
Somehow I should be comforted that I took the high road when I was made to feel badly?
I’m sick of being the bigger person.
Maybe the other person should be the bigger person, if being the bigger person is so wonderfully fulfilling.
I am the bigger person so often that I honestly must be the most ginormous person on the planet.
Friday, November 07, 2008
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2 comments:
OMG Jessy is a Giantess! raaaar
I jusr caught up on the past couple weeks of your rant...girl I can completely relate!!! So frustrating when you're in a situation where all you want to do is act like a 5 year old and say "No, I don't wanna play nice, I'm taking my ball and I'm going home."
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