“It is what it is”. Now that’s a phrase that totally unleashes the pissedoffedness in me. I hate that phrase! What’s that supposed to mean? No kidding it is what it is, but that’s not something I want to hear when something runs amok or doesn’t go the way it was planned or was suppposed to go. People really aren’t helping me by telling me this. I already KNOW this. I am looking for sympathy, a shoulder to cry on, heck, I’ve needed entire bodies to cry on sometimes, never mind just the shoulder. I’m looking for some answers or at least some direction as to where to go from here, or tell me it’s alright and it will be better or SOMETHING.
I guess it is what it is…..
