There’s so much I can feel angry at. So much I wish was different. In my life. In the world. Everywhere really. So much pent up frustrations over everything that has or will go wrong. Over the injustices I see happening. There’s days I want to just sit down and sulk. Just because everything is so exhausting. Everyone is so exhausting. There can’t possibly be a silver lining. Or so it seems. But unless being angry pushes me to positive action then what good is it? Thinking about this makes me angry too.

There’s too much darkness. Too much despair.



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