Life As an Afterschool Special

I am angry today.

Not frusterated.

Not annoyed.

Not even hurt.

I am ANGRY.

And it feels good.

It feels good to yell and swear and cry and just be angry.

It feels good to not make excuses for how I feel or sugar coat it or blame myself for feeling that way.

And the truth is it really isnt one person or one thing making me angry.

Its all these layers of hurt and resentment that I have pretended for so long didnt exist.

Its because I have so often felt hurt and used and then apologized for feeling that way.

Its years of thinking my opinions and my feelings dont matter as much as other peoples do.

And it has built up and built up and now I want to explode.

And so I am ANGRY.

Even if its just for a moment.

It feels good to be expressive.

It feels good to yell.

And I am not even sure I am sorry.

I am sure I WILL be sorry.

But right now I am just ANGRY.