tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601863315273647227.post5718345390815744483..comments2023-07-23T11:31:08.894-04:00Comments on Write.Create.Connect.: Healthier Inner Dialogue - HabitsLittle City Farmhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17964199667002906506noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601863315273647227.post-47726409456163844352013-10-15T22:31:29.496-04:002013-10-15T22:31:29.496-04:00I'm pretty certain that my Debbie Downer, snap...I'm pretty certain that my Debbie Downer, snappy attitude is habit now, as well. My snotty remarks are just second nature. It's at the point now, where saying something nice hurts. I know, it's almost funny. But I have to force a sorry, or a thank you, or anything positive. If I don't force myself to immediately blurt it out, I just can't say it. What the eff is that?! Who have I become that saying please takes effort? And I'm not talking about strangers. I'm very nice and cordial to them. So I know it's in me. And it isn't work with them, either. It's a natural reaction. Okay, who am I kidding. I'm a raging bleep to my husband the majority of the time, and it's a wonder he hasn't punched me in my throat by now. There. I said it. I hate it and I'm constantly thinking about how I don't want to be that way, but I haven't done anything to change it. He's so easy going and mellow and nothing bothers him. And I freak out over a throw pillow that's sitting crooked. Or if I'm exhausted or stressed out or just having a rough day, instead of telling him why and talking to him like a human when he asks, I snap some smart ass remark about socks on the floor and storm off. Dude. I'm seriously feeling crazytown right about now. Maybe we should join crazytown anonymous together. I hear they serve wine. And cheese.Mindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07247379600555185331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601863315273647227.post-47722930911001786302013-10-15T21:05:15.088-04:002013-10-15T21:05:15.088-04:00I'm smiling as I know we ALL have those though...I'm smiling as I know we ALL have those thoughts (what we'd like to say versus what we actually say). I will admit to having "gone" there in terms of saying what I'm thinking--a time or two (smile). I think it's an issue of mindfulness--putting space between the thought and action. Problem is, it's not always easy to do. I'm better at it than I was at one point in my life, though--no doubt. :) T.Tina Bradleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06355106026764415508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4601863315273647227.post-25757408242659332442013-10-15T20:31:32.403-04:002013-10-15T20:31:32.403-04:00I can't stop laughing Terry! LOL! Seriously, I...I can't stop laughing Terry! LOL! Seriously, I am even laughing now! LOL! I like your "what I want to say comments"! They are truthful ;o) You sound like my mom! LOL! And, she has gotten into trouble! LOL! For me, I have learned to be quiet and I smile ;o) It's hard!!! The one bad habit I have is biting my nails! Ugggg! They get to a nice length and then I start biting again, like a rabbit!!! LOL!<br />Big Hugs ;o)Magic Love Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14133368208464734546noreply@blogger.com