Battlefields and Tiaras
The following admission may or may not surprise you. Through environmental factors and the way I was nurtured, I am a competitive individual. Competition excites me to the point of intoxication. I am hard wired for the good fight! But at what cost?Friends enjoy pushing my buttons because they are guaranteed to get a reaction. The flashing red siren goes off in my head. "To the battle stations! Line up the infantry. We march to the enemy's border NOW!"
My brain lights up surveying the various battlefields. I plot and scheme. PSYOPS is immediately employed. You bet your ass I am going to throw back punches. IT'S WAR MOTHERFUCKER!
Eventually everything spills over to the point where friendships are harmed. Lord knows I am apt to reach for the jugular. My favorite line: "That's your ass. I'm taking the nuclear option!" Sadly, I do.
If I were rational human, challenges would either be ignored or quickly diffused. It's so difficult for me to get out of this battle mindset. In hindsight, I really need to learn coping skills. Not an easy task. SIGH.
posted by Brettcajun at Friday, September 10, 2010
6 Comments:
If it's any consolation, I would surrender my ass to you anytime. No need to go nuclear - but you can still show me your missile.
Two questions. Who did you hurt? And which "friend" used you to get messy?
Don't need or want response. I had "friends" and relatives that counted on me to be the one to get pissed off. People would take advantage of this, feed my hunger to right any wrong or somehow relate their issue to me.
After I realized that I was being taken advantage of, I did my best to keep my emotions in check. Guess what... Many "friends" relations and colleagues drifted away. Those that remained can still count on me to fight the good fight but I no longer suffer the personal or professional consequences of being used by those who just wanted to see me react or were to chicken shit to take action themselve.
Take care.
I could throw a bunch of psycho-babble at you but that would be pointless.lol
Being the best is ok but not at the expense of your friends/family. It takes a better man to be a good loser IMHO.
oh you frickin blow-hard.
you're all talk.
Battles only lead to broken tiaras - and who wants a broken tiara?
Dude, you Cajun... it's in your blood to boil quickly
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