Monday, January 17, 2011

Irritability is a bitch

Sweet. Crap.

This last week was awful.  I’m accumulating overtime like crazy already, and I had to go in to work today for six hours to catch up on deadlines.

I’ve been racing to the gym after work whenever possible to burn off some anger and energy.  I’ve missed multiple extracurricular activities with friends because of working late.

Also, I’ve entered the Anger Stage of my breakup grief.

So, basically, this is me:
Angry Folly has Don King fire hair
It’s interesting, and I don’t know that it’s interesting in a good way.  I’ve never been so irritated at other people and inanimate objects in my entire life.  Where I usually enjoy spending time with my family, I now want nothing to do with them.  I’m annoyed at just about everyone.  Coworkers, friends, family – Yeah, it’s bad.  

I’m not usually an angry person, and I’m not often angry for long periods of time.  Whenever I get angry, I end up getting angry at myself for being angry, which is just compounding the issue.  I don’t like being angry.  I don’t know how to deal with being angry.  I'm trying.  I'm limiting contact with other people and keeping my mouth shut more often than not to avoid saying something I'll regret.  I'm sure this phase will be over soon enough.  It can only go up from here!

1 comment:

Claire said...

Ohh, I'm sorry to hear that. We all go through those phases, but maybe pushing yourself to go out and enjoy yourself will make it easier. *hugs*