So...jeez. 

I go to a weekly Bible Study with my local Catholic Church. There is a little old lady that, until last night, I absolutely loved. She's sweet and kind and is literally like an elderly Liza Minelli.

Last night, for some reason, I felt like I could have slapped her. It was like every little thing she did grated hard on my nerves. HARD. Several times I had to get up from the table and walk away before I got super mad and hit her.

I don't understand this. In the past, I saw her quirks as just that, quirks. I've always been patient and understanding with her in the past. On my way home (I had a friend pick me up and drop me off) and it was like I could. not. stop. bashing this woman.

Anyway, just needed to vent. Thanks. I plan on bringing this up with my psychologist and see what he thinks about it.