Loud Cars and Other Resentments

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Zero days without pirate attack

One of my neighbors has a loud car.  An on-purposely loud muffler.  That’s an oxymoron for sure.  I get irritated at his revving at each going and coming.  I lay in bed at 11:30 thinking, “Turn it off you stupid, f—-r.” I assuage my resentment with the belief that his penis must be teeny-tiny, that’s he’s compensating.  Then I remind myself that he has no idea I feel this resentment, irritation, and anger.  It’s all “theatre in my head.”

A friend told me yesterday that when she does this kind of internal rant, she reminds herself that the irritant is her higher power (or maybe she said it was a reminder from her higher power…).  If she can let go of the resentment, the person who bugs her always goes away or stops doing the irritating thing.

I know this to be true.  I’ve done it in the past.  I have a good story for proof. It’s just that it takes me claiming full ownership of the creation.  It seems I’m just now willing to do that yet..

 

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