Its Complicated
Well, I done it again.... had a big argument with my teenage daughter. Let me insert here.... I love this girl. Period. I want what's best for her. I want her to have everything I didn't, and I want her to be happy, and successful in everything she sets out to accomplish. She is a gifted writer, player of music, singer , photographer, graphic designer, and artist . She sees the good in everyone.... But she is so very different from me. I am a Type 3. I see the world in black and white. I don't like people and I usually only give someone a chance once. If they mess it up, I'm done. It's over. I'm very opinionated and really don't care what other people think. I'm strong headed and can be kinda rude. It's really not worth my time arguing with you. But she. NO. She is a Type 2 and thinks the best of everyone. She sees the world in grey. She gives people chance after chance after chance. She never wants to hurt their feelings. She