Sep 28, 2004 22:21
I hate begin angry. I hate that when I am angry, I am not a very nice person. I usally don't get angry easily, but I need to get angry once in a while and I need to cry once in a while, but I usally can't. I usally get mad a Kevin easily, so I will use 'him'. When I get mad at him, I first want to cry, but I don't want to give him the plesure. *Usally, when I cry, my family gets angry at the person who made me cry and they try to stop me*. SO after the stopping of crying, I disappear to my room or I might say or do something I would regret later. Like, the first time I told him to got to hell, my mother went 'oooohhhhhh!' and was shocked and now will never live it down. Well, back to the point. When I am upstairs, I try to calm down and since I rather behave myself, I will draw pictures to get my anger out. *It's that, or go stab him in the back with scissiors.* I have lots of dark pictures and they make me happier. The newest one to the collection *yesterdays* was one of a skull with a black *sharpie* background, flames at the bottom, and the phrase 'The blood from my body, The blood from my Soul, The blood from my heart' in red sharpie in the corner. I am feeling better after expressing my feelings through drawing.
Okay, I truly think I shouldn't have told my mother. She worries about me to much now and think I should go see a counsler or go talk to Pastor Ellen. I told her right out No, I will not talk to or see either of them.
Hmmm...I guess I am done now. Actually...one last thing....
Would anyone like a little, or big, brother? I'll pay you!!!