So this is what it feels like to be filled with Rage.

[nickel]

Every muscle in my body quivers. I tense as if atop a sheer cliff, with only the pressure of the wind blowing in my face to prevent me from leaping off, screaming defiance. I smile, and the expression freezes somewhere between the place where I imagine it and the place where it is real. I live outside my skin, as if I could feel each individual

Comments

[akumadaimyo]

Are you actually mad or is this some poety thing?

[nickel]

I was mad. This is just a better way of expressing myself. Have you ever been that angry?

[natsunekko]

Yes, but not online. It's my husband who usually sparks it, or my oldest son. Over the years, I've learned to get the hell outta dodge when I feel that way, usually taking a bike ride or a walk, until I can breathe again. For me, my limbs don't get heavy, I feel invigorated. It takes every ounce of control for me not to physically strike (which is, I imagine, why riding my bike helps). Afterwards, I often throw up--I think it has something to do with adrenalin?

[akumadaimyo]

I noticed you mentioned keyboard and typing. Does this anger have to do with something posted on a forumn we both frequent?;-) I hope it is nothing I have said or done.

[nickel]

Nothing to do with you.

[nickel]

Basically, Adam blames me for people getting all pissy on the boards last few weeks. As we can see, that happens just fine whether I say anything or not. I told Adam I wouldn't post, and so I am not.

Food for Thought

[foxfeather67]

The Wheel of Karma turns, and Karma's a bitch! Don't let it get to you. What comes around goes around and all things shall pass.