Are you afraid?

*Disclaimer* The following post contains explicit language which you should censor from children who do not know any better than to judge me. 

These 2 weeks was the most fucked up weeks of my life. I was really really boiling mad and upset by everything that was happening; the recurring nightmares of deaths, the misunderstanding i had with a close friend that kinda strained our relationship, and not to mention, the days looming close to enlisting. FUCK. I’ve never been so mad for the longest time. I was so upset that I couldn’t even eat. I walked around everywhere like an idiot asking myself what the fuck is going on. This whole spate of events made me fucking sick, i can literally puke. 

 But any mature individual would know that anger will only consume the life out of you, and really, it does not help to solve problems. To some extent, I am responsible for what has happened in my life as well. In this case, it’s a clear case of miscommunication. No point pointing fingers at anybody. I should have known. 

lesson learnt: being angry is the devil’s ploy. Don’t fall for it.