Anger can ruin so many things. And even though I feel that I have been wronged, ranting about it just complicates things. Everybody thinks everything is about them and I don't blame them. I feel the same way too sometimes. It's called paranoia.
I've learned that it's awfully wrong to release anger without first finding a target. But then again it's also very wrong to pour my hate at anybody, even if that person really wronged me. In the end what I've really learned is that anger is so wrong.It's wrong to feel it, worse to let it out, and worst to not name names when you rant. People you love and care for get affected right away. Thing is, the person you really wanna kill don't even get it.
So there. I've deleted my post because it made two days of my life a living hell. I did not get away with it. And even if at first I didn't care, I now feel its consequence.
Miscommunication, jumping into conclusions, paranoia... you name it. Human beings are cursed with those since the day they were born. And I'm a human being too.
A friend whom I trust with my life gave me a call and reminded me of something I forgot for a while - that even if 90% of the universe finds it amusing to see you crawl your a$$ out, there are still those who never stop caring. Thank you, Rich.
postscript:
Once again I've proven that my hypothesis is true: I'm disposable. But no harm done. At least I'm aware that I am and I accept the fact with my whole heart. I'm biodegradable too! Better things are coming my way. I'm sure of it.
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