Growing up is hard to do. Now get on with it.

There is not much more that irritates me in life then people who simply refuse to take responsibility for their lives and the situations that they have created for themselves. I see red. I want to scream and grab them by their shoulders and shake them, yelling at them to wake up, grow up and get a spine. I did not create your problems, and I was not the one who made the crappy decisions that got you to where you are now, so why the hell is it that you expect me to be the one to fix your mess. Stop it already! You make the last inkling of respect that I may have left for you bleed out slowly through the seeping pores of my anger.

I must ask myself why I seem to land up with these characters somewhere in my life. The losers, the unaccountable, the shrug-their-shoulders types. I am no longer the rescuer. I get my kicks elsewhere now, thanks very much.

The only other question that I have is why is it so damn hard to say no?
Maybe I need to work on growing my own spine some more.