Are You Angry? I’m Angry.
I’m angry about climate change.
I’m angry about the fact that our futures are probably going to be mired in at least some degree of misery (if not destroyed entirely) due to intense heat/intense weather/water shortages/food shortages/any other number of issues brought on by climate change.
I’m angry over how many people don’t think that humans have contributed at least a little bit to the current climate trends. That is so infuriating.
I’m angry over how many people are just gleefully pooping out kids without realizing that the future they’re leaving these kids to deal with will not be a fun one. I’m looking at you, fellow Millennials. I thought we were smarter than that.
I’m angry that summers have lost their magic and are now just three-/four-months stretches of record-breaking temperatures and drought.
I’m just angry.
Are you?
RAGE
This is called “95% of my answers were on the “agree” side of the scale.
Yes, I am an angry person.
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Do you ever have those days where you just want to sucker punch the universe?
That’s me today. I am angry. Almost irrationally so. Anytime I allow myself to think about what’s happened this semester, I just get so angry.
Probably too angry, since there’s not really anything I can do about it.
But UGH. It’s a draining feeling. I’m tired of feeling angry, but I have a hard time not feeling angry, you know?
BLAH.
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Wow, nothing beats hearing nearly an hour-long conversation about how hopeless/useless/manipulative/fake I am.
I’m so angry right now I’m not quite sure what to do.
People suck
So tonight my mom and I watched the Grammys. Adele, as predicted by many, pretty much took the whole show, winning every award she had been nominated for (I think). CNN.com posted an article about her sweeping success tonight and, unfortunately, opened the article up for comments.
Why “unfortunately”? Here are a few of said comments:
- “Adele is such a fat pig. I hope she has a heart attack.”
- “a fattie that hollers & screams and it’s accepted as music”
- “Oh, dont get us wrong, her singing sucks too. We hate that as well.”
- “its just the sounds of a hefty woman cackling & yelling”
- “british singers used to be great… before you started exporting chubbies”
- “she is hefty & homely hence the 2lbs of makeup caked on her mug”
We all know how I feel about size and sizeism, but putting all that aside—seriously, people? The woman has an amazing voice and you can’t get past her physical appearance? Chill the hell out and appreciate her talent, you jealous plebeians.
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Letting go
You know what emotion drives me nuts? Anger.
There’s an irrationality to it that I can’t accept, even when I probably should (and probably need to). I mean really, it’s a very irrational and illogical emotion. Of course, of course, there is a practical purpose for it; it is a heightened state of arousal that is very necessary when one’s life is threatened by another and served a purpose back in the time when we had to defend our territories and ourselves and mates from the intrusions of others. But nowadays, it’s not as important as it used to be. Please note, this is my opinion. Feel free to disagree.
You ask, “so are you angry?”
Well, of course, since I’m writing this blog on anger.
But I’ve come to realize something about myself: as much as I’ve thought of myself as a person who holds grudges and who is a spiteful when crossed, I now think differently. Really, how irrational is anger? It won’t change anything; it won’t allow you to go back in time to a point before, say, your ego was deflated, you were robbed, you were used, you were violated in some way, you were double-crossed, etc. I guess it allows for you to emote in some way, but don’t you think there are better and more productive ways to get out frustration?
I’m finding it difficult to hold onto anger, at least when it involves singled-out people (when I’m angry about generalized people, like people who don’t know how to freaking walk in a timely and courteous manner, it’s a different story). It takes too much effort and is really, when you think about it, stupid.
Get over it. Move on. That’s the best way to deal with it, I think. It’s so irrational and unproductive. Life…it just shouldn’t be taken that way.
Let it go. Just let it go.
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