then there was me
I'm so bad at conflict resolution.
I'm really good at conflict. Most people are terrified of conflict and hurting feelings and knowing how to deal with contrasting opinions. Most people (that I know) are too concerned with how others view them to state an honest opinion or tell the fucking truth.
I'm not one of those people.
This is why I'm bad at conflict resolution. I'm not willing to waver on what I believe long enough to suceed other people's observations and let it drop. I'm far too involved and immersed in what I *believe* to let it go, but god knows I'm trying to learn what battles to pick and when to just *Let. It. Go.*
There have been a few instances recently that I feel shows proof of my progress, but it's nothing I'm ever going to call attention to because then the battles would be lost and there would be nothing learned.
It's hard, admitting you're wrong, or at least not pointing out you're right/not wrong which are all very different. There are not enough people in the world that can find the humility to do so.
I miss smoking, the habit, the relief of chemical stimulous, the supression to maime, but I will be healthier and stronger for it and I appologize to the people I've subjected to it for so long (with a few exceptions, such as the mcr show in Nashville, That bitch can still choke on a dick.)
Either way, I'm *trying* and I'm sorry if it's not graceful or "pretty", but the best I can do right now is try.
I'm really good at conflict. Most people are terrified of conflict and hurting feelings and knowing how to deal with contrasting opinions. Most people (that I know) are too concerned with how others view them to state an honest opinion or tell the fucking truth.
I'm not one of those people.
This is why I'm bad at conflict resolution. I'm not willing to waver on what I believe long enough to suceed other people's observations and let it drop. I'm far too involved and immersed in what I *believe* to let it go, but god knows I'm trying to learn what battles to pick and when to just *Let. It. Go.*
There have been a few instances recently that I feel shows proof of my progress, but it's nothing I'm ever going to call attention to because then the battles would be lost and there would be nothing learned.
It's hard, admitting you're wrong, or at least not pointing out you're right/not wrong which are all very different. There are not enough people in the world that can find the humility to do so.
I miss smoking, the habit, the relief of chemical stimulous, the supression to maime, but I will be healthier and stronger for it and I appologize to the people I've subjected to it for so long (with a few exceptions, such as the mcr show in Nashville, That bitch can still choke on a dick.)
Either way, I'm *trying* and I'm sorry if it's not graceful or "pretty", but the best I can do right now is try.