AUTHOR: My Something
TITLE: Damaged Goods
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DATE: 3/11/2003 10:32:00 AM
Small things like rental car snafus should not send me into a blind cursing rage. Not that the incompetent boobs at the travel company weren’t wrong, I just shouldn’t get so worked up over it. I won’t recount what happened because it isn’t worth it. But I got so angry that I cried about being angry. I wouldn’t say I cried myself to sleep but that’s the last thing I remember from last night.
There’s something seriously wrong with me. I’m not sure what it is and it’s scaring me. I thought I was OK especially in the last year or so but I’m probably kidding myself. I’ve been crying more than usual and getting angry so easily. I can rationalize it with other peoples’ incompetence, my over-sensitive ways or my aunt's cancer but it has to be more than that. It’s not normal. And I can pacify it with as much angry music, dancing in my room or food as I want but it doesn’t stop. It just builds. I’m pretty sure I’m headed for a stress-related heart attack.
I’ve also done questionable things as of late. Not questionable as in illegal but things outside of my character or whoever it is I thought I was. I think I’m going to take a break from writing here for a few days. I’ll be back this weekend and maybe I’ll be feeling better. Wish me well.