Oh the joys of destruction! or Why people should say "asshat"

With how differently people think and communicate I am always surprised that we manage to get along at all. When having a spat(my polite way to say argument because who wants to admit to being in an argument) with my girlfriend I am amazed at how sometimes it feels like everything I say is wrong. It's not really, I know that on an intellectual level but until we can find a common ground and I can say what I mean and not whatever it is that actually comes out my mouth I wonder how it is anyone gets along. Even this probably isn't coming out right because I might make it seem like I miscommunicate all the time. I don't just so you know. I just don't understand how at one moment I can think someone is just fine and the next I might think they are an asshat or something. They do some sort of Jekyll and Hyde scenario in my mind. I like to think they are a different person because I don’t want the former tainted by the latter.
When I miscommunicate with my girlfriend I have faith we can figure it out(and we always do) and things end up even better then before but not so much with the rest of the world. I think my mind has taken all the miscommunications I have ever had and put them in a frame. Then it hung the frame right next to “past mistakes” on the wall of my mind just so I can stare at it every time I try to think. I feel so molded.
I could start a revolt but I am not sure how to begin. Maybe I could go smash some frames against a wall. If it doesn’t help my communication skills at least some people will be too scared to talk to me and I will never notice. That and I get the satisfaction of breaking something.


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