I’m currently sitting at my mom’s house, listening to the people who occupy the in-law fight about god knows what. Every time I’m here, they’re arguing. Yelling and screaming, slamming doors, breaking items, spitting out every profanity in the book. It sounds like a war zone on a regular basis. From what I can gather, the lady sounds like a total psychopath. She’s the one I hear the most, but that’s not to say the guy is a saint. According to her, he owes her $20K. Then again, she did break their brand new flat screen. Oh and did I mention they’re married? YEAH. It’s sad, really.

I like to think I’m a fairly rational person when it comes to arguments, but really, when you’re so upset, all reasoning can fly out the window. So easily, things can spiral out of control. It takes a lot to keep an even temper, on both ends. Some people feed off each other’s anger and only fuel the fire. You know you’re with the wrong person when simple disagreements consistently blow way out of proportion. Sometimes, you really have to just bite your lip and sort things out like adults, even when you feel like you’re right. It’s not always about that. Even just agreeing to disagree. Compromise, people. It’s not just a concept.