A Short Temper

I have a short temper. Every time I think I've mastered it, I lose it and I cause contention. Guess it doesn't help that I love to argue....

I sit here and I pray that things could be different...If I didn't have my father's temper, Id be in a completely different world right now. But there is the dilemma, if I didn't have this temper...I wouldn't be who I am. I most likely wouldn't be trying to counteract it with constant attempts to help others. I wouldn't have as much patience as I do now. And I wouldn't be as forgiving either I bet.

A good friend did somethings that I have deemed from others the worst possible thing ever. And i have shunned those that have done it. For I think it is the worst thing you can do. But who am I to judge? I only have one side of the story... For all I know, all these things could have been spouted in anger. And yet I trust the person in question with my life...So I go back and forth.

I have decided though, I will support them both and hope for the best....Pray for my friends Aaron and Liz for those that read this.