I came to the realization this morning that I have a tendancy to start off every conversation with my sister with the word, kill. I'm not sure why I feel like hostility is the best place to start a conversation, but it seems that's my main objective these days. Maybe that's because I'm struggling with my job or because I'm in the middle of a move. Maybe it's because I feel like I'm being smothered by one of my friends or that the existance of my love life has mysteriously disappeared yet again.
Actually, I don't think it has to do with any of that. I think my hostility to my sister is caused by my lack of backbone. You see, I'm too afraid of everyone else to tell them how frustrating, rude, or stressful they are to me. So instead, I bottle it up until I can vent it to someone I'm not afraid of: my sister.
I have a sinking suspicion that this isn't an effective way to deal with my problems.
Good words.
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