Back in the day, I’d express my frustrations pretty openly on the Internet. At first, it’d be a mass-email to my friends, and later on I’d just go onto Facebook or Twitter and bitch about whatever it was that’s bothering me. It’d be thinly disguised as a humorous post of course, but it’s still an act of lashing out.
These days, I’m wise enough not to do that anymore… but it still would be nice to have an outlet to vent one’s frustrations. I guess I just want to scream out loud or something, until I don’t have the energy to be so frustrated anymore.
Right now I’m feeling quite bottled up. I’m a bit confused, I guess. I don’t really have anything or anyone to be angry at, except maybe fate. But then again, I don’t really believe in fate so what can I be angry at?
Myself? But am I really angry at myself? I don’t think so. I should just go back to being disappointed. Being disappointed is a lot less draining than being angry.