Mind If I Pop You With My Stick?
One night I found myself sitting at the kitchen table and just feeling absolutely overwhelmed. I felt an overwhelming rush of emotion come over me that I know all too well. It happens to me several times a year. Not enough to really drag me down, but enough to know it a little too well.
I sat there and the feelings of entitlement for the emotions I was having started turning from self pity to anger. Doesn’t anyone know how good they have it? Why doesn’t anyone else see how good their life is!? How selfish and entitled has this world become?