"You've got tattoos, they'll listen to you."

I found this site this week and it had a nice little horoscope thingy for me:

"The Solstice sets off your house of relationship, bringing up every issue that has yet to be felt. Advice from Abraham-Hicks is timely support. ‘My happiness depends on me, so you’re off the hook.’ And then demonstrate it. Be happy, no matter what they’re doing. Practice feeling good, no matter what. And before you know it, you will not give anyone else responsibility for the way you feel - and then, you’ll love them all. Because the only reason you don’t love them, is because you’re using them as your excuse to not feel good."

Surprise surprise! Today at work I found myself reminded of this exact thing when my manager became stressed and a bit mouthy in the bad way. I kept on thinking at first something along the lines of, "what the fuck?" But I realized that it really wasn't about me, it was that there was something going on that I was not really involved in at all and he was barking at everyone about it. Which, on the one hand, was sort of annoying, but on the other hand, everyone had to know about this thing and how important it was so that none of us messed it up. (yes, it actually was that important.)

I also got to deal with one of those awesome moments where another person gives their perspective on things and I get to feel like all of a sudden my socks are turned inside out and I don't understand how that happened when I was wearing them all day. I don't understand how a person can be so excited for the future and so hopeless about it at the same time. I'm the kind of person that can handle knowing something will happen later and look forward to it, meanwhile the other person is having a hard time with the concept. It's called patience, and you don't only have to have it with other people/things, but with yourself. So you're feeling lonesome/hopeless/down, feel it and then give yourself a pep talk and get on with life.

Basically the one thing I figured out from all of that is that it doesn't matter if you blame someone for making you unhappy, because you can hate or love someone that you claim makes you unhappy. It's about getting over it, letting the chips fall where they may and picking them up after they have settled.