I think the med adjustment is changing the way I dream and I’m not sure I like it. Seems my mother has been haunting and I’ve been doing some crying along with all of the other bizarre stuff.
I have people in my life who are damaged…they know they are damaged and make every attempt to treat others nicely – and every now and then they speak out if they disagree with you – really disagree – otherwise they try to just communicate with you to share thoughts or opinions….
Then there are the people who are damaged and angry – perhaps with a touch of narcissism (that may be like being a little bit pregnant) who are happy talking about themselves…appear to be conversing but every opportunity opened to them, will swing in with a comment that leaves you wondering “””W H A T “””.
Then there are the angry people who don’t give a damn who you are or what you are saying – they hate themselves and life and want to make sure that you are either injured from their verbal attack or they are hurtin’ for a verbal take down so they can spew some more hate to the next person who crosses their path.
And then there are bullys who are so damaged inside that they can ony throw verbal insults at others in their attempt to hide who they are inside. Those who blow the most smoke have the most to hide.
And then there are just evil people who are wasting the air that someone else could be breathing.
Until next time….