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It’s the one line I remember from the movie Network.
And that’s how I have been feeling. Mad as hell.
Might I suggest that people steer clear when I am like this.
I cry easily. My fists remain clenched. My legs ready to run.
There’s no definitive reason for this.
It is simply that every once in a while, this angry, bitter, frustrated person rears its head.
I have no control. I have to wait it out just like everyone who comes in contact with me.
It can last a day or two, sometimes more.
I hear “what’s wrong with you?” and I have to respond “I don’t know.”
But this is my way, my life, my psychotic side, my inner bitch.
Without her….

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