I hate...

When I lose my patience with my kids. They are little, and don't know what goes on when I lose my patience with them. And me getting mad at myself for losing my patience just makes me madder and it becomes a vicious cycle. I hate when I get frustrated. I hate when I hate who I have become. And when I don't like things in my life. Pretty much this is a "I don't like how I feel and am thinking" post, and I know I will be ok soon. But I just wanted to write it out somewhere, cause somehow that makes me feel better to "get it out" and not have it stuck inside my head.