When I’m hurt or disappointed by someone, some part of me seeks to feed the hurt. I become a magnet, seeking out opportunities to be more offended.

Often times, I start to look for others to hurt me then, as well. I don’t know if it’s technically projection that causes me to lash out on third parties. Whatever it is, it’s some ugly quality in me I need to murder.

I sometimes hit the wrong targets with the intensity another person should receive. I lash out incorrectly. A small offense can be met with a tongue lashing no one involved deserves.

Today I said, “I feel like I’m mocking being a queen. Meanwhile, small requests make me feel like everyone thinks I’m a princess.”

Today’s my birthday and I’m not a big fan of myself today. I’m bruised. I’m isolated. I’m very unhappy in this moment. This is my truth, but tomorrow is amazing because it isn’t today. I know feelings aren’t truth.

My feelings lie. I should have known my feelings, today, were unreliable.