My True Colors

I don’t feel an obligation to tell everything about myself to the entire world.

But prepare yourself for my true colors.

They aren’t always pretty.

Some people may never see it.

The people I trust the most, sadly, see it.

Years ago I shared something with my children that I had been taught in a college classroom:  “we choose our anger”.    So they constantly throw that up to me.   That I choose to be angry.

And yes, sometimes I choose to be downright angry.

Anger is kind of like a fart sometimes, better out than in.   I am aware that how you let that anger out is very important.  People shouldn’t be hurt.

No peoples were hurt in the prompting of this writing.   But  I cannot say the same thing about that desk, or the phone, or the atmosphere….

My True Colors

 

Sigh.