I can be cruel. I don't know why.
24 Nov 2005 09:36 pmThere's ice knocking against my window. No snow for us this week, I guess.
When I'm angry, I usually cry. Mostly because I can't express the anger. I can't go and break people things. I can't shout at people's head, because they'd only shout back louder and I'd get even more frustrated and angry at the whole deal. I can't make people people listen or do things.
I don't like being angry, either. You lose all kind of perspective. All objectivity. Anger fuels itself.
Sometimes it's not enough either. So I'm pissed off and crying. Tired and cold. The funny thing is when my mother wants to be comforting and it's the least thing I want because I'm wrathful.
Then again, anger that you keeps tends to fester. Becomes cold, spiteful, disdainful. It slithers somewhere between your heart and your stomach and nests there. Ready to drip venom when it's got the occasion. You don't forgive.
You stop caring. For others like for yourself. You need to remind yourself all the time, all the bloody time, that there's more to it. Something larger, deeper, more resonnant.
I wanted to write something, at some point, this week. About anger and Remus, and Anthy (because they're characters I think are very similar in a way). About the fact that anger was a luxury, and passive agressiveness.
Maybe I'll have the time later. (Isn't it ironic ?)
When I'm angry, I usually cry. Mostly because I can't express the anger. I can't go and break people things. I can't shout at people's head, because they'd only shout back louder and I'd get even more frustrated and angry at the whole deal. I can't make people people listen or do things.
I don't like being angry, either. You lose all kind of perspective. All objectivity. Anger fuels itself.
Sometimes it's not enough either. So I'm pissed off and crying. Tired and cold. The funny thing is when my mother wants to be comforting and it's the least thing I want because I'm wrathful.
Then again, anger that you keeps tends to fester. Becomes cold, spiteful, disdainful. It slithers somewhere between your heart and your stomach and nests there. Ready to drip venom when it's got the occasion. You don't forgive.
You stop caring. For others like for yourself. You need to remind yourself all the time, all the bloody time, that there's more to it. Something larger, deeper, more resonnant.
I wanted to write something, at some point, this week. About anger and Remus, and Anthy (because they're characters I think are very similar in a way). About the fact that anger was a luxury, and passive agressiveness.
Maybe I'll have the time later. (Isn't it ironic ?)
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Date: 24 November 2005 09:16 pm (UTC)( been very angry this afternoon, but somehow it worked out, though am still mad but a smug mad because it was unfair and scuzzy and all, even if they are taking steps to correct it. Anger can be good sometimes, anger can get you moving to demand to be heard or respected. if you can not let it go, do something with it)
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Date: 25 November 2005 07:15 pm (UTC)Yes I know what you mean, sometimes it can be very empowering and righteous, and good to help you deal with things. But, well, sometimes it doesn't work that way :(
thanks for your comment ^_^
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Date: 24 November 2005 09:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 25 November 2005 07:16 pm (UTC)thanks for your comment.
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Date: 24 November 2005 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 25 November 2005 07:18 pm (UTC)thanks for your comment :)
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Date: 25 November 2005 07:35 pm (UTC)You think needs are luxuries?
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Date: 26 November 2005 09:02 am (UTC)Luxury not in the sense that you can do without, but in the sense that only some people can afford it.
Some people have to do without, they just don't have much of a choice, just like some people do without any of the need we think of as fundamental.
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Date: 25 November 2005 08:32 am (UTC)People say "let it out" but I'm not sure it works on a pneumatic principle. So perhaps my thought on it is, don't be ashamed or afraid of it, the people you are angry with won't die, and they probably deserve it.
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Date: 25 November 2005 07:24 pm (UTC)I can see being afraid of being angry. I guess I am that, very much, especially the losing control of yourself part of being furious. (Even though I can easily be bitchy usually, when it's impersonnal)
And thank you for your advice, that's very wise. :)
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Date: 25 November 2005 01:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 25 November 2005 07:25 pm (UTC)thanks for your comment :)
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Date: 25 November 2005 04:06 pm (UTC)And yay for fic! ^_~
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Date: 25 November 2005 07:32 pm (UTC)I can see what you mean about it being empowering. And, sometimes, it's like that for me too. But yesterday it wasn't at all.
Fic ? what fic ? Oh, when I said "write something" I meant something essay-ish; sorry to disapoint :)
I hope you're doing okay now, too. And thanks for your coment. :)