Honestly, I am struggling with even writing this post. I have several things with which I struggle, but I just cannot admit some of them to the entire world. I am sure my father would find that somewhat ironic. He always thought I had a tendency to overshare as it is. Yes, I am outspoken on many areas, but admitting to my faults is not easy to do.
**I have a temper. I get catty and bitchy and mean. But it takes someone REALLY pissing me off for the claws to come out. I also get nasty if I am close to you. That means that only three people on this earth right now ever really get to see that side of me.
**I have a clutter problem. And I get mad when people make fun of the show Hoarders. No one chooses to have that problem and simply ripping everything away from them is not going to help.
**I am an overachiever. I want to do it all and I want to do it now. I get cranky when I fall behind. And then I can give up too easily.
**I don't like to admit when I am wrong. I hate to ask for help. At the same time, I hate it when people ask me if I want help. When I truly need it, I will ask for it.
All of these things, plus a few more, tend to make me a giant pain in the ass. I am the first one to admit it. Trying to fix it all is the hard part. I like to think that I have made a lot of progress in the past several years. I am never going to be a perfect person. I try to curb my annoyances and work toward organization every day. You just have to take me for who I am and embrace me with all of my faults.