In case you were wondering...
I think I'm a bitch.
It's a very difficult realization to come to.
But the evidence is stacking up against me more and more every day.
This was a rough week at work, and I have discovered that I'm not as good at communicating as I thought I was.
I even jokingly said to someone, "I think I'm the office beeeotch."
The response, "That's why we hired you."
Dang.
It was funny. I wasn't offended.
But it's just more evidence.
I'm a bitch.
In my job, towards my parents and siblings, towards my close friends, in my marriage, even to my children sometimes... I don't like who I am.
It sucks.
And I don't know how to change it.
I just wish someone would have told me before now... I wish I knew that that's how I come across.
Dang.
A big day at work tomorrow.
And I'm still a bitch.
Great way to start the week.