Sometimes I never know whether to be super depressed or raging with anger.
There is no in between, when I'm in times like these, because I can't figure out of I should be thinking irrational thoughts, but by the time I have those, I push them out of my head for the good of me and others. But then I'm caught in a deep dark anger, an unsatisfiable anger that can't be controlled or contained. So, nevertheless, I keep with that anger which starts a pain. A resentment, if you will. Knowing there is nothing to stop it but the physical barriers that are your skin and mind.
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