A Pity Party just for me

Some days are just this way--all askew--not quite normal. No matter what foot you start out on, it is the wrong foot. After meeting with one of my children and taking them out to breakfast, I felt like I was "too much." I have often felt too much for people throughout my life--my passion, exuberance, ideals, opinions--they just bubble up and I don't even have to try.

Sometimes no matter what I say, it isn't right. I try hard to be mature, but sometimes I am not.

Then I commented on something to another child, and the child huffed at me and made me feel that I was being critical and small.

So I went to my room and fell on top of the bed and rested there thinking all about myself. Seems no matter what I do, I just can't get it right. And the pity party grew in dimension. "I think I am just too much for everybody. No one understands me. I try so hard and it just doesn't seem to matter. I put so much effort into this family and I don't really know if they appreciate me."

And so I had a few Eeyore moments.

Then, I went over to my friends house for a little visit.

She said, "You know, sometimes no matter how hard I try, it just doesn't seem to matter. My daughter was so upset last night and she took it out on me and made me feel like I do everything wrong........."

I smiled. Somehow, I already felt better............:) something about sympathy and feeling understood or something.............

Has it happened to you?