My prerogative

At times, I need to get angry. Other times, I need to get furious. Then I need to punch the wall. What can I say, I've lost my mind and I'm moody as hell. I feel better now than I did a few hours ago, after spending time with people who love me and will do anything for me. It's surprising who those people turn out to be. Maybe it shouldn't be surprising at all, but again, I've lost it, so what do I know? One of the things they'll do for me is tell me how their lives are almost as fucked up as mine. I'm not taking any pleasure in that, but it does calm me...

wow, I just got a call from a friend with advice about controlling anger and a book recommendation...very appropriate...and now I must collapse. At least being pissed off all day tires me out.