28 October 2007
Anger (The Upside of Anger)


Anger and resentment can stop you in your tracks. That’s what I know now. It needs nothing to burn but the air and the life that it swallows and smothers. It’s real though. The fury. Even when it isn’t, it can change you. Turn you. Mold you and shape you into something you’re not. The only upside to anger then is the person you become. Hopefully someone that wakes up one day and realizes they’re not afraid of its journey. Someone that knows that the truth is, at best, a partially told story; that anger like growth comes in spurts and fits, and in its wake, leaves a new chance at acceptance. And the promise of calm. Then again, what do I know? I’m only a child.

People don’t know how to love. They bite rather than kiss. They slap rather than stroke. Maybe it’s because they realize how easy it is for love to go bad. It becomes suddenly impossible, unworkable. An exercise in futility, so they avoid it and seek solace in angst and fear and agression which are always there and readily available. Or maybe sometimes they just don’t have all the facts.
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