Hate Spiral

I hate doing the dishes. Like, haaaaaate. I’ll do them, because they have to be done (and honestly dirty dishes are nasty buggers)

I’ve always known that I hate doing the dishes. What I DIDN’T know was I go into Hate Spiral mode when I’m doing them.

These self-perpetuating hate-thoughts start with the hate of doing the dishes. It can be a little hate if I’m in a good mood, but it all starts there regardless.

And these hate-thoughts lead to other hate-thoughts lead to larger hate-thoughts lead to me hate-talking to myself (which I try to keep to a minimum cuz I have roommates…)

The odd thing is, these hate-thoughts, no matter how scary and large and… hateful… ALWAYS go away after I’m done with the dishes.

And life returns to its normal, frolicsome state. Though I may have come up with... "interesting" new methods of torture during my spiraling...

>=D