My new job is great. I work long hours, but it is great. This last week I think I raked in about 60 hours. Those who know me know I’m not a mean individual, I can have a sharp tongue, but it normally all in good fun.
Earlier this week while riding with my trainer Dale I was struck with a unexplained rage. There was a reason but not good enough to constitute this much blind anger. It got to the point were I started having horrible thoughts.
Just to let you into my psyche a bit, when I am joking with friends I will say a lot of violent things. Sometimes very very horrible things but it is something I would do to them and something that is purely a physical or cosmetic violence. That is just a way I bond with some of my closer friends, boys will be boys and all. But if were really angry with someone I wouldn’t worry about threatening them I attach their insecurities. I inflict emotional damage, something I feel will really tear down there confidence.
Now on this day should have been a short day since we were going to Beebe and surrounding areas. Long story short the day was taking far longer than it should have due to a lack of knowing where we were going and refusing to use directions. Anyway I was becoming upset about it because I was looking forward to getting home before 8. Then it started to escalate. I began to realize the severity of it when I started having thoughts like, “It must be nice for all of your friends to be dead and have no other responsibilities,” and I could feel my blood pressure rise. I know, I know that is horrible, it’s not like I said it aloud to him. From that point I tried every form of meditation I could think of. I’m not sure why or where something that awful came from but I never want it inside of me again.


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September 17, 2008 at 2:34 am
magikorean
pretty angry panda…
sorry about your awful thoughts, i’ve never seen anger in you at all, so i could never imagine it…hope that it stops, its always awful when you have bad thoughts
oh and no flying fish…just swimming fish
September 18, 2008 at 4:12 am
marcydrake
yikes! i hate when i get that way.
as a way to make you feel better, the other day i was super bored at work and for some reason was thinking about how sometimes people invade my personal space, and sometimes, they do it on purpose. well. i just started daydreaming about someone invading my personal space by sitting on me (which has happened before) just to be a douche bag, and then not getting up when i asked .. and i just started getting REALLY angry, while i was just sitting there by my onesie, and imagining all the ways i’d have to force this a-hole off of me and how he’d regret acting like a five year old. basically, i ask once, and then i’m going to either crush your balls or bite a chunk of flesh and fat out of your back or side, whatever is easiest to get a grip on. .. and those are the options because girls don’t sit on me. but boys have before. and i want to punch them. but seeing as how my punching a boy is very ineffective, I’m forced to immediately resort to dirty violence (ie, biting or threatening to render you sterile in whatever way i have to) … .. soo… yeah. how weird am I, huh? yep. .. so..
anyways, i swear i’m normal.
you gonna post a picture of your pile-o-junk?