It should come as no surprise that I did not post at all fall quarter...My blood is full and I need to vent. Pardon.
I do not understand why I am such an angry person. I can feel it my shoulders and back and lungs--I'm FURIOUS. But I don't know what about. I wonder if something happened to me that I repressed. I don't know how much I believe in repressed memories, however. I do know someone that I believe legitimately has one, but that's because they can remember corners of what happened and then they shut down. I don't have that. I'm just pissed. Easily. Often.
I know part of this is that I just don't handle stress well, and life is stressful. I get frustrated. Who doesn't? But not that many people get so frustrated they feel they have to injure themselves in order to release the anger. They say that anger is a secondary emotion, that it stems from shame. I wonder why I'm ashamed of myself.
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