You ever have that “grr” in the pit of your stomach just boiling up inside?
That’s how I’m feeling this morning. Truthfully, I started feeling this late last night but was able to push it off to the point that it did not impede me from sleeping – or trouble my sleep when I finally did.
This morning, however, it’s like lava boiling, bubbling, pushing its way to the top. I can’t shake the anger and although I know what it’s about and who it’s directed at, I’m having a devil of a time trying to distract myself.
I hate ignorant, petty, insufferable people who’s only lot in life is to make it as miserable as possible for others. Victims who cry out “victim!” every chance they get in order to excuse themselves for their actions, their life, and their behaviors.
It really feels like the start of “THAT” kind of week. I’m doing my best by trying to stay focused, taking deep breaths, concentrating on the good… but I’m really angry. And that anger is starting to overwhelm me.
Damn.