The Bloody Doors Off

Apparently some old wounds haven’t completely healed after all.

Welcome to my shitty Saturday night.

What pisses me off is that I was sure I was doing better. It’s been two years. And I don’t think it’s that actual thing that’s bothering me, but the lack of progress in my own life.

Even worse, I’m in the moment but I can’t just let it out. Because that would require screaming and throwing shit against a wall until I’m tired and yeah. So it gets buried until some random moment that I’m doing something completely unrelated and something pisses me off and it all comes out.