I hate when a person has the power to make me angry. Like so infuriated that I can’t even speak. Even after I tell myself over and over again that they don’t matter, and I don’t care about them. I don’t know why I lie to myself. Sometimes I feel like my expectations for certain people are so ridiculously high it’s like you have to smoke that OG kush to meet my standards. But honestly my standards aren’t that ridiculous. All I expect from someone is the same thing I would do for them without hesitation. But do I ever get that? (rhetorical question) And of course when you don’t do the same thing that I would do in a given situation if the roles were reversed, I’m going to get mad and then yell at you for being insensitive, an asshole or whatever deems fitting at the time. I love how ridiculous I sound, is that weird? (rhetorical) I also love how many times I’ve used ridiculous, I obviously need to study a thesaurus. Most importantly I love how mad I can be then write about it, be absolutely daffy (I used a thesaurus 👍) and have my mood completely change. Writing has saved my life more times than I can count 🙏🙌 I should make more time for it.

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