Lately I noticed that I've become more hot-tempered. I tried to suppress my temper but I guess it keeps taking over me. Do I need anger management? Not the kind of therapy that Dr. Rydell offers-- I would go bonkers if I would go through what Dave Buznik did in the movie.
Back in my teen years when everything was experimental and when every weird phase was considered as a rational excuse of being a teenager, whenever I got furious I resorted to punch things or disarranging properly-placed stuff by throwing or shoving them off. I also punched the wall, but of course, I made sure I wore boxing gloves first. I also tried to diffuse my anger through writing. I scribbled a lot of nonsense angry emotions shit on a piece of paper-- and threw it away afterwards. Yeah, I was easily driven to the edge back then. Now, I try to be mature. I still slam the door occasionally-- but not as hard as I used to. lol. I'm just joshing.
If I were a dude, I would definitely join a fight club... especially one as awesome as Tyler Durden's. Nothing like blood, sweat, and my manhood strength pulsing through my veins to make me feel more liberated than ever. Manhood pride can easily make you feel free from the ball and chain of the tribulations that life gives you. Anyway, back to the issue.
Consequences are always feared when rash actions/reactions are made. Another thing I need to acquire is patience-- in everything. Thanks to my good friend, John, I realized that I have no patience. I thought I just have the habit of wanting to get my tasks done immediately for the day. I abhor waiting-- I think it's a waste of time. But yeah, I was wrong. I recently watched an episode of a certain show, wherein the character made a habit of saying YES to every opportunity that comes his way-- I might try that. Which reminds me, there's a film (Yes, Man) about it. I'll let you know how things will turn out soon... provided if I give blogging a try one more time.
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