There's nothing I hate more than when someone does some work on something that overrides me (presuming to be better than me, hah! keep yer dirty mitts off my work!), and I get all lathered up with anger and defensiveness, and then I'm told by someone else that what the other person did is an improvement to what I did. So even though the person overstepped their bounds, it doesn't matter, because the final product is improved. And then I have to calm the fuck down and relax, because I'm a grown-up now and can't go stamping up to my room to scream into my pillow.

Sigh. Things are okay, really, it's just the job getting me down. I hate work stress. I don't want to expend any emotional energy on my job at all. It's not worth it. So sometimes I have to remind myself that it just doesn't matter. It just doesn't matter.