This morning, I managed this feat of self control (just barely) when confronted by someone I am forced to work with, over something so ridiculously petty and pathetic that it took every ounce of self-control I possessed not to do something that would have surely cost me my job!

My inclination to cry when life gets tough is extremely irritating, but nowhere nearly as irritating as this person was being. I was literally listening to them speak and seeing them through what could best be described as a red mist of fury!
Part of the issue is my own self confidence. Those of you who know me will know that although I have grown in confidence over the last five years, there are still little chinks in my armour....ways to make me go back five years and leave me crying in a corner.
I managed to walk away this morning and to the best of my knowledge, my adversary has no idea of the degree to which they they had upset me. But I cannot help wishing that I had managed to maintain my seemingly tough exterior beyond the 2 minutes it took me to get to the little girls room.
And I really wish I had had the foresight to bring an eye liner and mascara into work this morning!