I should be forgiving. But sorry-I'm not that virtuous.
Friday, December 30, 20119:43 PM
So this is how pure rage feels like.
It's like a inner burning sensation that makes your blood boil and your insides clench, that makes your fingers tremble and your vision to blur, that makes a roaring sound in your ears so you can't hear anything else but a strange ringing sound.
It's like scalding hot water that washes away every single positive emotion in your heart until you forget every good part of the day, until you have to struggle to keep yourself from exploding and just letting it rip, until you run out of swear words and curses because nothing can describe what an asshole the person is being.
It's like a nasty little parasite that clings on to your mind and whispers bitterness into your ears, gnawing at your self-restraint and begging you to do something you might regret later on.
If happiness gives you a rose-tinted view of the world and people in general, hate offers the exact opposite. I guess anger is the real test that shows what kind of person you really are.
I don't even know what I'm saying but it's hard to understand how things like compromising and being considerate can co-exist with selfishness and insensitivity.