This is a no drama and no KRAZIES zone. It takes up time and for those in our lives that create the drama, they aren’t paying rent – so time to move on out.
Case in point – you hear all about the woes of a friend again, give the advice again, and the cycle begins again! What? Are you paying rent in my head, taking up brain space, to help you figure it out . . . AGAIN? Nope. You’re being evicted.
We love our family and friends. But these repetitive conversations seem to do nothing to help change their situation. They take time out of our day – the same time that could be used catching up on your O Magazine, painting your nails, or how about just doing nothing. I have three kids. I don’t’ even have enough time to deal with their lovely personalities.
I will always, however, try to help my loved ones, with limitations and the bossiness I carry apparently. I like to call it assertive (tee hee!) When drama approaches, I nip that right in the bud. We all have our own “ish” and I’m not sure I can deal with your “ish” and mine too. But I still love you :o)
So for the next draining conversation headed your way, politely hand them the eviction
notice. It’s tough but ultimately the person on the other end will, hopefully, love you for being candid, leave you out of it, and figure it out on their own. #Deuces.
. . . Because the sun always comes out after the rain.