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Tuesday, July 12

i don't seem to have this need/ urge/ motivation to blog anymore. i dunno why. but i only feel like blogging after i've read smth that really inspires me to blog.

and this is why im blogging.

ANGER. PISSED. what comes to mind when u think of these words. to me, these are words to describe extreme feelings. feelings which are not experience by me very often.

i have a question that is derived from another qns: is pissed or anger the word that describes how some ppl feel most of the time?

when we feel anger, do we actually have a real need to be angry, or are we just upset that things arent going the way we want them to be. Thus blowing our emotions out of proportion, and feeling angrier than we actually should be. What good is there in feeling angry? Personally, i think anger can both be an advantage and disadvantage. Anger can be my motivating force, especially when im angry at myself for making a silly mistake or smth like that. Anger then drives me to work harder and not to make the same mistakes again. But anger can also cause me to say hurtful things and hurt the people around me, whom i love. Anger is a double-edged sword to me.

But is it worth it to hold on to your anger? I think it would be better if we just face our angry thoughts, come to a solution, close that chapter and just move on. To me, harping on ur anger will just turn u into a depressing person who has forgotten how to laugh and smile. Something that is important to me in my life. Without laughter and joy, my life would not be meaningful at all.

The worse thing for me to do is to lose a friend to anger. I treasure my friendships greatly, and losing a friend to something so superficial and insignificant is a great loss to me. It just takes a little self control to with hold our anger, and this may save our relationships.

let us not be too consumed by our anger and by our problems and difficulties, that we fail to see the subtle but meaningful things in life. No matter our problems, we are never isolated, we are never alone.

Consumed
We are all consumed
By our own pain and suffering
That sometimes we forget
We are not alone
We aren't the only ones with problems
sure, at times we curl up into a ball
To shun the world out
We hide under the covers
Wishing our minds were this dark
But what about the others?
All the other tears shed?
We all worry about ourselves
But sometimes we should look around
Because we are not alone.

`wordsofthecynical
1:02 am

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