1. Something you hate about yourself.
I am a passionate person. I am a loud person. I can be a very overbearing, loud person when angry.
As a child, I was the youngest, the only and ignored. That's not an excuse that's the facts. My brother and sister were a whirlwind in the house until I was 6 and then they were both gone and out of the house, then I was an only. My parents fought alot and I learned from listening and cowering. You would have thought I would have learned not to shout but nooooooooooooooooooooooo.
Flash forward to my marrying Sweet Man. He is the oldest of eight, a Libra, calm, direct, gentle and strong. He told me, after he asked me to marry him, that he would never argue with me. Wow, I thought I had it made. Nope, it just means he never argues.....I yell, he just listens. We have tailored this into a fine tuned insanity. He just lets me wax on at a million decibels obnoxiously and he just has selective hearing.
I hate that I yell because I know it scares people. Hell, it scared the grands when they first moved in here because they thought I would stay angry. But it's like a flash in a pan........cherries jubilee of snit......here this moment....flash and then it's gone. And I don't stay mad. As a matter of fact...most of the time while I am being loud....I am also being funny.
The people who love me understand, perfect strangers not so much. But then I don't yell in front of strangers............for the most part. The neighbors have learned to just take it under advisement that Mt. Mouth has just erupted and then all that's left is a big ash. Me.
I've tried self control but nope...I suppose I am just one of those out of self control loud kinda people. My family is only frightened of me when I am quiet. That's when the snit hits the fan. SNIT....that's what I have, snits.
The thing I don't like about myself is my loud angry outbursts.