We all have them. Psychopathic thoughts are not peculiar, but they’re not everyday.
Cruel, perverted, or grotesque thoughts sometimes find a way to pop up during
the randomest times. Sadly, I’m normal; therefore, I’m not immune to
psychopathic thoughts. Today someone
upset me and I tried to shrug it off, but then an innocent stranger said the
wrong thing. I ended up in a very angry
mood. I wanted to punch the guy. I wanted to yell. I held in the violence, yet
wore my frustration on my face. The unnecessary and uncalled for wrath toward
the man turned into self-loathing. I am
so disappointed in myself for letting the petty anger grow into something
regretful. Although I didn’t say or do anything harmful, I wore the anger on my
face. I need to be a better person and it’s so hard to do so when these cruel
things pop up in my head. I don’t have much a conclusion for this post, but
just pray for me. Just some songs I listened to while writing this
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