Here's a thought

I think it might be that particular sense that's been heightened over the past few years, but everyone around me seems to be so patronising these days. Every second sentence makes me grit my teeth and want to throw whatever I'm holding, or whatever's in front of me to the opposite wall. Or throw a massive psychotic fit. I've been so close....so I'm happy to pass out some royal Fuck You's, and say that you are not always right, as much as you like to think you are.