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I hate how by the time the journal page fucking loads I've already forgotten what it was I was going to vent about.
It makes me irrationally angry and frustrated.
The build-up of tension and frustration is STILL HERE, I just can't fucking remember what it was ABOUT.
How do you deal with something thats making you hurt when you don't remember what the source was?
It goes away eventually when you just calm down and remember that if you don't know, theres nothing bother you... but still, you're in a mood by then, and everyone thinks you're pissed at them.
Maybe I was, I don't fucking know!
In conclusion, I hate my brain.
p.s. I find it really amusing how I managed to create this whole journal off the top of my head, cause of course it wasn't what I was coming here to write!