Whenever I argue with anyone, I later regret it—even if I know I was right. (I’m always right.) (Just kidding.) (No, I’m not.)
Frustration. Guilt. Sadness. Those are the things I feel after an argument. And an argument never seems to resolve the issue anyway.
(I’m gonna have to side with Susie on this one. Sorry, Calvin.)
Maybe I should never argue again and start using the phrase, “agree to disagree” all the time instead.
If only I could remember that in the heat of the moment.
No argument here.
p.s. — Had another argument with my daughter yesterday. All it did was make me feel like crap. She says she’s right. I say I’m right. No one budges. But… she blamed me for the whole thing. Again. Ugh. Agree to disagree.