Fighting

For some reason it really is true, "sometimes you fight because you love too much." I've never gotten into as many fights with anyone else besides Cam. He's warning me sometimes not to be like employees that we see sometimes who have a big temper but I'm never really in a bad mood when I work. Sometimes bosses can piss me off but I never blow up at them (as we can't of course). And I've never gotten angry at a student in my life even though they can be extremely annoying sometimes and I've had to ignore them or discipline them at times. The only people I've ever fought with are the ones I love. When I was younger (and even to this day sometimes) I fought with my mother mostly. Then in college I fought with a really good friend of mine. Now I fight with Cam. He makes me so angry sometimes I want to scream (and sometimes do) and I know I do the same to him at times too. It's kind of a strange way to deal with love, not really sure how it started but it's true. I am looking at some other blogs tonight about this and one comment I saw was:

There's a saying in Spain that translates to, "lovers who fight, are lovers who love..."