Not Fifteen Anymore
Wednesday, April 13, 2011 @ 11:39 AM
J has always said the same thing again and again, "It's not always about you."
Oh, yeah, I have this amazing talent to make (or think that) the world revolve around me. Only me. When things go wrong, I trace them back to me. When things are superb, I assume they happen because of me. What a selfish brat I am. An excellent drama queen to be exact.
Have been trying my very best to omit this annoying trait of mine and I thought I dealt with it pretty well. Until last night.
I now know why (and how) you say I'm self-centered. Never did I consider the probability that you're having tough days. If I had known earlier what you're going through, I wouldn't have bothered you with my unimportant whines. Instead of calming you down, I put more burden to your shoulder.
I seriously feel like a worthless piece of crap. Useless and annoying.
I apologize for being so insensitive.