People need to realize that when a certain age is reached, the drama needs to end. When you are grown, the games need to stop. If you can’t stop them, you at least should be capable of learning who you can inflict with your inner madness. Life, no matter how old you are, is too short for some of the drama.
I understand that we all use what has been most effective for coping. But people! Please recognize that the whiney, baby sniffles that worked on your parents when you were TWO, don’t work when you’re over forty. At least it doesn’t work on me. And far from bringing us closer as friends or coworkers, neighbors or even family, it drives a wedge and makes me clamor for the peace that you are trying to disturb. Snap the hell out of your world of self-absorption. You only defeat your goal and tick me off.