Procrastadabbler

Thanksgiving brings about enforced conviviality with people I wouldn’t ordinarily hang out with. Ah, the joys of family.

I’m bugged now because there is a certain family member who is highly opinionated and thinks highly of herself and her situation and is rather dismissive of me. Because I’m so damn polite, I never confront this person. I simply shut up, close up, etc. Now two days later I’m perseverating over the things I wish I said, should have said.

Some of the things she said were just plain wrong. Other’s were misguided.

I said nothing. In part because I’m too damn polite to call people out in public and in front of their loved ones, but also because I just don’t think quickly enough.

I allow myself to be put into a subordinate position. Because I’m too damn polite.

I’m angry with myself.