Confessions of a whiny butt.

I've been a bit of a whiny butt lately and am confessing on this post as a reminder to my self that I always have a choice in my attitude. Always. It's my choice. You, dear reader, probably haven't heard the inner groaning and moaning I'm referring to because I don't want to publicize my flaws, however, I am, in fact, struggling with an inner conflict which, at times, threatens my peace of mind that I so cherish. Confession is, for me, the best remedy for this affliction. So I confess and hold on to the commitment I made a few years ago, during a defining moment, that I want to be a giver in life and not a taker. If I go beyond that I get all discombobulated and end up back in the "it's all about me" mode. And it's not all about me. I gave that up because it's just not what I want my life to be about and I don't want that type of thinking to infect my writing. Occasionally I will blog about this because I need reminders. So thanks for bearing with my soul cleansing moment.