I try not to be angry, but when I am. I’m ANGRY man. I need to control myself sometimes, but it’s lessened a bit since I was younger.
I like to slam doors. I like to throw things (that’s why I have an unlimited amount of plush things in my room). I like to yell and say things out of anger. Basically, I’m not afraid of creating scenes.
If someone confronts me, I WILL get in their face about what’s bothering me about them. I realize this isn’t the best method, but to me, it’s the only way I can actually say what I need to. I’m bad about leaving things inside to fester and grow. It’s terrible – trust me, I know – but I want to be gentle, and that means I can’t let anyone know that I hate them or they annoy me.
I surround myself with friends who tell it like it is (like Ari), because I’m jealous. I want to be able to tell someone I’m “not okay” when they ask. Instead, I say “everything’s fine” and immediately drop the conversation.
Maybe, to help me with my hidden emotions, I should post about them once a week. Monday Moods. Just a short little way to get it out.