My anger isn't anger anymore. It's pure fucking rage. It's my response to everything wrong in the world plus my personal issues & day to day problems. I don't have an outlet for it other than my music, but I still need a physical outlet - like a professional boxing bag.
Everything sets me off. The smallest things like my phone falling out of my pocket on the sidewalk did it for me. It wasn't just the fact that it happened, but my phone has a massive crack all the way across the back end of it - I should be thankful that it wasn't the screen, but I still flew into a massive rage about it for a few minutes.
I go from 0 to 1000 immediately & I need to control it before I end up really doing something I regret.
My anger isn't anger anymore. It's pure fucking rage. It's my response to everything wrong in the world plus my personal issues & day to day problems. I don't have an outlet for it other than my music, but I still need a physical outlet - like a professional boxing bag.
Everything sets me off. The smallest things like my phone falling out of my pocket on the sidewalk did it for me. It wasn't just the fact that it happened, but my phone has a massive crack all the way across the back end of it - I should be thankful that it wasn't the screen, but I still flew into a massive rage about it for a few minutes.
I go from 0 to 1000 immediately & I need to control it before I end up really doing something I regret.
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