Cope

I've always been a fairly patient person. I can put up with quite a bit before I really get upset. That doesn't seem to be the case so much anymore. Recently my patience just seems a bit worn and frayed. I can be having a normal fine day, and a small thing will convert my mood to dark and foul. I try not to externalize it, because rarely does ranting and raving accomplish anything except put others in a corresponding state of mind. And in my case misery really doesn't want company. I'll just have to adjust, cope and hope it isn't permanent.