Don't mess with Texas

I feel sorry for folks who have the need to blame others for their predicament. I generally try to communicate first and offer help, which might extend to a second or third try. After that, I find myself losing tolerance.

Such was the case last night. X comes to Pulmonary Hypertension Association chat occasionally. X talks the same spiel every time. Poor, poor pitiful me gets old after awhile. Last night I reached my limit. I let loose on X. I seldom get bent like that. Y tried to insert a kinder approach, but I tossed harsh words at X and left.

Most times I can ignore or just leave, but last night my fuse was short and X employed a blow torch.

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"There is no love without forgiveness, and there is no forgiveness without love."

-- Bryant H. McGill

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"And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine on until tomorrow, let it be..."

You are my light, dude. Shine on.

Later.