Sometimes, the people we most care about are the people we abuse the most. I’m generally good at controlling any sort of emotional illogic that stems in my mind.
But over the passed two days, I don’t know what’s come over me. I’ve been a complete dick to probably one of the select handful of people that I respect and care about the most in my life.
I tell you, some people say it’s always easier to release your anger than it is to control it. But, I will admit to the opposite. It’s much more difficult to release your anger than it is to contain it. Because, containing it means you have the chance to think over it and assess whether or not it’s truly a valid reason to be angry over. However, releasing it upon boiling is the chicken’s way out and will always end up in regret.
I’m seriously doubting that the person I have in mind is reading this. On the other hand, if you are reading this – I’d like to extend my sincerest apologies. I’ve been out of character, I’ve been a total cock and insensitive jerk. It’s just sometimes so much easier to release tension from the world around you onto the innocent bystander. The problem is, the innocent bystander is always someone you really care about.
I know you won’t make much out of this and that you’ll say there is no apology needed.
Just know I feel guilty for ruining the previous 2-3 days with my behavior. I’m man enough to admit it.