Friday, December 18, 2015

December 18: Writing Prompt #352-Mad as a Hatter

Tell us about a time when you flew into a rage. What is it that made you so incredibly angry[…]”

When I become extremely frustrated and feel unable to communicate effectively with someone I am very close to, I can rage a bit.  Usually, when this happens, I yell, and I clench my fists…sometimes I even bang my fists on something out of pure frustration, but thankfully, this is a rare occurrence for me.  I am happy to say I inherited this tendency to stay calm most of the time.  I’ve only seen my mom really truly angry a couple of times, and it was the result of frustration and someone being dishonest with her (i.e. me). And my dad, I only remember him becoming angry to the point of almost losing control once, and again, it was a bit provoked (by me again).  I was a difficult teenager and young adult. I was going through a lot and didn’t really know how to handle it all or conduct myself in the most mature ways. That said, my own limited rage fits have been more a result of bad communication in my relationships.  Just like my mom, being lied to really frustrates me and when I feel I am not being heard or understood, even after trying to explain it, I get upset.  I am entitled to have my own feelings. I am entitled to express them without judgment, especially from those I consider friends and family.  We all just want to be understood, even a little bit. We all want to feel that we are not alone in the world or in our experiences, and we all deserve to know the truth and to be treated with kindness and respect.  When these things don’t happen over and over again for a period of time, I will take it and take it and take it until I finally bubble over, just like my mom. Bless her (as my Aunt would say) and bless me too!!

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