I'm too sensitive. I know this. I also know it's part of the borderline personlity disorder. I have tried to grow a thicker skin, but to no avail. I got my haircut yesterday, and my hair was already short, but I went even shorter: aka Halle Berry in her super short hairstyle days. I think it looks cute. Plus, on days when I have trouble getting out of bed in the morning and getting going, it's super easy to style, which I appreciate.
When I came home, my dad said "could your hair be shorter, I think it's too long". He kept making comments like this the rest of yesterday and again today, to the point where I welled up with tears but he kept going. Couldn't he see how I was reacting to his commentary? Apparently not. My therapist said that I needed to communicate my feelings to him, but I feel like that would do no good, just cause an argument. So instead, I keep my mouth shut and continue to take it. I feel that that is better than a confrontation.
On a separate note, for some reason, I'm now having a mini-panic attack, for no reason at all, maybe my impending get together with my acquaintance tomorrow? I feel itchy all over, my heart is beating fast, and I feel like I have to keep moving-I can't sit still. I'm going to try and not take an Ativan and just sit through it. I'm going to Mass tonight. I hope I can sit still through that without too much trouble.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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