I don't know what this post is meant to be about but I just feel like expounding on things that drive m-- I've already said that phrase too many times.
When I'm arguing I rarely raise my voice (btw, this is all coming from me, a very prejudiced opinion. If you want good solid facts you can take to the bank ask an observer, not me) it just gets kinda lower and slower, and I start over-rationalizing, over-this-ing, and over-that-ing. Drives me nuts, and siblings too.
Oh, and then there's this other thing I do that drives me nuts: whenever I'm - okay, this one is a littler harder to explain - when I really get something, when there's something really quite sad, when the time has come to be serious, when I'm frustrated; trying to explain myself; plain old potato annoyed: I start laughing. It's bad. Really bad. Funerals? Stories of loved one's deaths? Understanding...anything deeply and I'm off my seat laughing. Laughing till the tears come and my face is contorted and red and I've no breath left. Can I just say one thing more? IT DRIVES ME NUTS. It's not 'cause I'm heartless or whatever it's 'cause that's just the way I handle...stuff, and it just happens to be that I "handle stuff" in a very self-irritating way. Very. But it can be handy too. I keep imagining myself confronted by a bunch of bad-guys and seriously scared and, therefore, laughing my face off till they think I'm psycho....
There're a lot more, but I'm done. Aren't you glad?! :) Thanks for listening.