I hate how resentful I am, how bitter, how I always hold on to my anger and disappointment and grief and I let them control my mind, feed me lies, overtake my heart and my words and my actions, and I end up intentionally hurting someone because I want to take my frustration out on someone, I want them to feel the same way as me, hurt, confused, bewildered, just so angry that they can barely think straight.
And after I’m done hurling all my emotions, all tangled in each other, I feel so guilty, so cruel, so inhumane. So angry at myself for not keeping my temper in check, for not being sensitive and careful, like I always am.
And I don’t want to be like that anymore. This ends today, right now, at this very moment.