a bitter root.

being the middle-aged woman at heart that i am, i caught this profound tidbit on dr. phil a week or two ago. i've been meaning to write it down or preserve it somehow, 'cause i just don't think that being reminded of how quickly bitter roots can spring up will ever go out of style. he told a teary-eyed woman that we often believe we can keep our anger toward someone simply contained and directed to them only. but it's a pretty lie; that bitterness will eventually affect our relationships with everyone else we do love and cast such a dark shadow on our hearts. my cynicism and bitterness toward him or love or just about anything else will always seep into the very cracks i try to seal. is it worth it? i think not.