Grrrr....

U know...I used to be one angry person. I used to justify that by labeling myself an unhappy child. I don't know what that did. I'm a stubborn person. I recognize my faults. But when I'm upset, I turn into a beast. My way or the highway baby. Everybody's wrong. When I'd get angry, I was like f*** this, f*** that, just f*** the world, and forget u too while I'm at it. Don't talk to me cause I don't wanna hear what u gotta say. The simplest, silliest, most trivial things used to upset me, like I was looking for a reason to be pissed. It's crazy like this demonic spirit would consume me and dictate my actions, thoughts, everything. Now that I look back, most of the stuff that drove a wedge between me and anybody was stupid. One simple thing. I let my frustrations build up and every single, occurrence fed into my anger. The monster that I became said what she wanted, did what she wanted, hit who she wanted, and dared somebody to say something to her or look at her the wrong way. I don't want to be that person anymore. I don't like that person. It takes way too much energy to constantly be in a state of madness. I'm learning to control my anger and let the little stuff slide. I still let my frustrations build up and I erupt, but not nearly as violently as I used to...I hope.

Well these are my confessions. I'm signing off. Peace.