Not angry in general.

If the question is what does enrages me, an answer is probably human stupidity. Or the idea that we have just better than animals. We aren’t, we are just like animals, but with the potential to be so much more. Then comes human stupidity… Well.

I’m not angry.

Because my country is directly enabling, and depending on the definition, participating in a genocide and there is no one I can vote (who would likely win) for who will do even the slightest thing to stop it.

Ronald fucking Reagan

depression

I am the exact opposite of most of the people I know and work with so I have to pretend to be someone I’m not in order to have a good conflict free day

I’m mildly annoyed with yesterday-me for leaving so many dishes in the kitchen for me to wash. He knows how I feel about that.

I’m probably going to leave them for tomorrow-me. That guy’s a team player.

Work

I am not angry.

In general I am content, I have learned to live a lonely life, and while I am dealing with long term, low intencity depression from that, I have found ways to distract myself from thinking about it.

If I do, then I will cry, though I have long since started seeing crying as a strength rather than a weakness. It gets rid of pent up emotional energy and calms you down.

Having lived most of my life as a very angry person, I was able to achieve a point where I could love myself in 2019. This was years of therapy and self-work.

Reasons why I was angry started with a challenging childhood and underdeveloped emotional intelligence. This made anger feel good as a response to lots of things that made me uncomfortable.

Where’s the post for the angry nonbinary beans?

To quote yourself, let me start with a question:

Why?

Are we angry?

Because you sent the women away.

Because fuck capitalism and imperialism, that is why.