Sweating The Small Stuff

In order to save my sanity, I always try to put things in perspective...so that I don't drive myself completely crazy everyday. I don't always succeed, but nevertheless, that's what I strive for. One of the biggest pet peeves that I have about myself is trying not to stress over the small stuff. There are many things (and I do mean many things) that bug me and I'm definitely not shy about letting people know what they are. I mean, I figure life is too short to be mad about things forever, so if something bothers me, I say my piece, get it off my chest and hope that things improve...and then, most importantly, I try to let things go. I try my best, nowadays, to do what I feel I need to do (or say) so that I don't have any regrets about how things turn out and then try to move on with my life.

With all that said, normally, it is not that hard for me to let things go and move on. But there are some rare occasions (...or dealings with some people, for that matter), which bother me to a point that I feel that I can't just let things go. I know that sounds totally counterproductive and contradicts what I have just said in the first paragraph, but hey, I'm being honest. Recently, I have come to the realization that I don't want to become one of those people (and you all know what kind of person I'm talking about) who keeps everything bottled up, lets things fester, and then explodes over why things aren't perfect. That's not healthy and not a trait that I want to have.

So, why am I telling you people all about this? Well putting it in writing for the world to see makes my focus a lot more real and makes me all the more determined to do things right for me. And...if I don't conquer this soon...it might kill me.