tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534240.post541230680078400753..comments2024-03-28T11:14:24.118-07:00Comments on Chicken Blog: We Are Inside, The Landlord is OutsideNatalie, the Chickenbloggerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07424213130274740719noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534240.post-3946314806598418882008-05-03T18:53:55.295-07:002008-05-03T18:53:55.295-07:00Natalie, as I read your post, I can so relate to i...Natalie, as I read your post, I can so relate to it. I am the same way about things and people that upset me. I truly wish I were more outspoken and gutsy, but I'm not. And there we have it. You'll have folks tell you that you should be more assertive,etc. etc. They would most likely be 'right' in saying so. Yet, we cannot all be alike, or react the same, or be perfect specimens of a human being. As for me, "I yam, that I yam". Improvement is good, don't get me wrong, but don't beat yourself over the head about this. I hate to repeat a cliche, but really "This too will pass". Look at your precious baby girl, this wonderful gift from God. You really will feel better. And about the landlord, when you're having a really good day, and you're feeling strong and confident, bring up the subject and address your concerns with him. Doing this when you're calm will help you sound non-combative, and you'll be able to be more in control of your emotions and words. He just might surprise you and turn out to be a really nice and civil person. If not, well, at least you'll know he's the one with the problem. <br><br>Sending out prayers your way, Natalie. We all have days like that.YayaOrchidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12903215880257353340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534240.post-33414231821739712972008-05-04T08:12:25.924-07:002008-05-04T08:12:25.924-07:00I love you Natalie.We are sisters.I am the same.No...I love you Natalie.<br>We are sisters.<br>I am the same.<br>No confrontations for this girl- I will say OK< you are right faster than lightning! <br>All I can say is what Fred always says to me.<br>"It won't always be this way"<br>life is change<br>life is hard<br>I wish I had a rabbit<br>and frogs<br>and a cat<br>and a dog<br>and a chicken or 5<br>I wish I had a tree house<br>I wish I had friends like you who lived near me<br>I wish...calamitykimhttp://calamitykim.typepad.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534240.post-41457529128184133572008-05-04T21:22:56.650-07:002008-05-04T21:22:56.650-07:00I had a landlord -- in S. Cal, too -- who routinel...I had a landlord -- in S. Cal, too -- who routinely pulled up my flowers while "weeding."<br><br>argh....<br><br>On a chirpier note, I look at Maria's face and can just hear her engine noises!Shayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16527241089629026268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3534240.post-67314122306369186772008-05-07T09:36:29.783-07:002008-05-07T09:36:29.783-07:00Hello, my friend! I am trying to catch up and have...Hello, my friend! I am trying to catch up and have so many things I'd like to say to you on all the posts you've done in the past week+ (and, in time, I will!) but wanted most in this moment to say that I too precisely suffer from the inability to express anger and so understand your frustration. I wish I had some sage advice to offer but I know we both know what we're supposed to be able to do and that's something else entirely from what we are able to do. I sometimes think of it in terms of "how am I going to choose to spend my emotional energy?", and when I decide that I don't want to spend what it will cost me in attempting any kind of confrontation, I then try (try, try) to decide to NOT let it cost me the angst that can come when feelings are bottled up. It's hard. It's really hard. Oh, the martyr thing; I wish I didn't know so well....Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383220573177416855noreply@blogger.com