resentment

Sometimes the minuscule becomes so overwhelming that it steals from the truly important.

We live in a condo community where everything is maintained and regulated by an HOA. Recently we got a series of notifications from the HOA nitpicking on little details of where we could park our car and where we could put my trash cans.

It felt like they had something against us and were singling us out. Their notices weren’t generic – they were specific to us breaking the rules. Immediately, I felt anger, bitterness and resentment.