Anger

We can't produce anger and then expect to be not held reliable for the damage. Actually, it does happen but it shouldn't. But let's face it, it's hard. I had a friend that I got to know very well. I felt that this friend had betrayed me and without talking it out, I acted. I showed angered. I didn't want to find out why this friend acted in such a way but I didn't think anything could justify it. I didn't even want to think about it for more than a minute because within those 60 seconds, I'd steam up with anger and disappointment and resentment. What happened after wards is tragical. I thought about it more than a minute and I realized that it wasn't something I needed to be so angry about. At the end of everything, I've lost a friend and my anger is all that friend remembers. My anger is all that I remember. My anger was misplaced sadness. Misplaced rejection. Misplaced fear. I've never felt so stupid.