Maturity is inevitable..

Sometimes there are somethings, that altough they are well known, its as if, despite how much people say it, and throw it around, it will remain foreign to people until they have to deal with. I think one of these things for me, is that maturity = keeping my mouth closed. <-- for more than one reason. Right now, keeping my mouth closed means not complaining. I think that complaining must be an internal, natural human characteristic. Because despite as much I don't even want to acknowledge my emotions right now, they are pressing me to share the cause of their presence with other people. Now, in the past I 've been guilty about not giving *him the credit that he deserves. Instead, I choose to tell my confidantes things that he had done to irk my nerves. Now, although, right now, I have a good reason to be upset. A REALLY good reason, I'm beggining to think that I'm too old for the bagging-someone else/ complaining thing. I'm just not feeling it anymore.