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Originally Posted by InRealLife45
Or is it okay to cry out loud and be frustrated and want to use the crowbar that won't help me change a tire to bash in a tree instead, and to instead sit in my car and breathe and slowly compose myself?
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Oh, absolutely. But then I probably
would have bashed the tree in with the crowbar so maybe I'm not the best one to answer this.
The last time I had a flat tire several months ago
I had a hard time getting the lug nuts off, and I'm a healthy strapping guy. The mechanic had tightened them so much at my car's last tire rotation that they were practically welded to the wheel. I had to put what felt like double my weight behind the wrench before they would budge, never took that much effort before. Maybe I'm just aging faster than I think.
It's usually the little things that set me off too, the most boring, everyday things that happen to everybody but that send me into frenzies of anger/depression/hopelessness. I've always felt like a fraud in most of my life, too. You're not alone.