Exaggerate Much?

Sometimes, I just suck.

Normally, I am a pretty easy going person who could give less of a fuck, but every once in a while I have a moment where I just explode. 

For example, I just got out of the hospital a few hours ago and my mom (being the good and concerned parent she is) wanted to check my blood pressure (part of the reason I was hospitalized). However, I was in one of those moods and flipped a total bitch when she asked which was completely wrong and uncalled for, especially considering all that she has done and given up for me over the years. 

So now she is sitting in her room upset with me and I am sitting in my room being a bitch and stewing over the fact that she asked me in the first place... EVEN THOUGH I KNOW I'M THE ONE IN THE WRONG! I would rather sit here and write a blog post about my ridiculousness than swallow my pride and apologize. I mean, what the fuck is wrong with me?

To the point- sit down, shut up, and respect those around you. Don't make it a big deal by perpetuating the situation and just let the little things be little. Not everything has to be life or death.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to take my own advice, be a big girl, and apologize to my mommy. 

P.S. (Does PS work for a blog post?):  Mom, if you somehow managed to find this blog, I'm sorry. I love you and I was wrong to have treated you that way. You were just trying to take care of me the best way you knew how. I know an apology on the internet doesn't make up for everything, but I wanted to make a public declaration of my appreciation for you and posting it on the internet was the next best thing to yelling it out my window. So thanks mom, you're pretty damn great.

One last thing- don't you go judging me for thanking/apologizing to my mom on my blog or for calling her mommy. I can do whatever the fuck I damn well please. You wanna know why? Because, like it or not, this is me.