Are the things yelled in anger the truth or distortions designed to hurt?
I tend to be silent when I’m angry, mostly for fear of saying the things I could never take back because they would ring so damningly true. And it’s the things said to me in anger that I’ll hold onto the longest. I mean, I tend to remember most things said to me, but shit said to me in anger? That I try to forget so hard, it ends up burned into my head verbatim.
Yup, good morning rainy day in New York! You’re just going to be awesome today, I can feel it!