And sometimes I wonder, well, I'm 43 -- how long should I feel angry about X, Y, or Z that my parents did 30 years ago? And the answer is: if anger comes back up, it comes back up. And I feel it, and sometimes get annoyed with myself for still having those feelings, but it happens. Smashing it down doesn't help. And feeling it won't lay waste to the world. (Which is both good and bad. Good because I don't actually want to destroy the world [all my stuff is here], and bad, because if I DON'T destroy the world with my raaaage, that must prove my anger isn't "legitimate." Oh yeah, I am so fucking mentally healthy.)
'Objects In Space'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Random: I'm pleased to see a Miss America with a last name that ends in "v". Maybe more pleased that I haven't seen anyone else commenting on it (although there is an awful lot out there I don't see, of course, and I'm not exactly looking).
if I DON'T destroy the world with my raaaage, that must prove my anger isn't "legitimate."
Oh, my God, so much this.
if I DON'T destroy the world with my raaaage, that must prove my anger isn't "legitimate."
Oh, my God, so much this.
Yeah, my rage feels pretty puny when I *do* let it out, and THAT pisses me off, too. It's a big complicated mess.
Thanks all! And Happy Phoenix Day!
Yeah, years of having my feelings ignored by my parents makes me feel like I can't get angry unless I'm somehow profound about it.
Yeah, years of having my feelings ignored by my parents makes me feel like I can't get angry unless I'm somehow profound about it.
You can get past that, though, and get to a point where you can just be angry in a non-profound way. Seriously. Would Scrappy and I lie?
And I think you shouldn't ignore how huge it is -- if you're like me -- that you could identify and then acknowledge that you're angry at your parents. It look me until I was in my 30s, I'm pretty sure, to stop thinking the world would end if I was angry at my parents for doing shit that was/is legitimately rage-inducing. Before that, I really thought that if I even admitted I was angry at my parents -- my god, HOW could I even think I had the RIGHT to be angry at them??? -- the world would fucking end. There was no bigger rule than You Feel How I Say You Feel.
Happy Birthday Lee!
Happy Birthday Lee!
I think you should be proud, Tom Scola. I have mostly succeeded in not being angry by also not caring much about my mom. And then I feel guilty, because she is not horrible.