Getting SICK -- (vent edition)

Sometimes people can really test your patience to the limit.

I am usually a very patient and tolerant person. Maybe things changed. Or maybe someone just decided to poke me until I burst.

But, anyway, it is hard for me to let some things go. Again -- ASSUMPTIONS -- please do not assume anything about me. I am not that predictable. I am not that transparent. Maybe it's only recently that I decided to try and grow up. But that 'recently' is something that I seriously think about.

Predictable Maria is now old. I am not going to be that anymore. I am determined to change for the better.

I am determined to-try and grow up-like I've been saying.

And, I am not very patient with people who THINK they know my every move.

Look - if you have an idea of happiness or a perspective of whatever concept. Sure. Live it your way, but do not try to tell me what it is when I do not remember asking... or when it is clearly not part of the topic.

I am not all naive and in la-la land all the time. I have moments, too. I am friggin 22 years old, not 13 and happily innocent.  I have issues now. I get mad. I curse. I need constant stress relief. I have feelings now, thank you very much.

Okay, so now... just please don't label me or try to figure me out. I haven't figured myself out just yet... and it gets frustrating when other people know me better than I do. Or at least ASSUME that they do. It is not fun to be left behind from all this exciting explorations. It really is.

Anyway, please give me this time to just not act nice or be nice. I am tougher than most people think. Just give me a chance to prove it.

Thanks,

M.