I said in my last post how I’m uncomfortable with telling my feelings due to people forcing me to hide them. I’d have to say my anger started building up in school when I was a child. I was bullied everyday from my very first day of school to my last day in high school. I didn’t have many friends, now that I think about it they weren’t good friends. I would get beaten up a lot and threatened. I started fighting to defend myself from the bullies but I’d always get in trouble. I couldn’t release my rage so I would end up crying.
When I turned 15 I started experiencing my first schizophrenic symptoms. I was dating a girl at the time for a year or so while I was dating her I went to a military camp for 6 weeks. At the military camp I was beaten up every night, I was verbally abused. More then once I had a pillow case thrown over my head, they would then push me over and kick me. They punched me a lot and locked me into crates. One day though one of the people in my barracks started slapping me across the face, he called me terrible names. He then pushed me on a railing of one of the bunks and tied me to it, he then removed my pants and left me in front of everyone. No one helped me I remember just seeing them all laugh and looking the other way like it never happened. Well the 6 weeks went by and I returned home. A week after returning was the first black out I ever had which makes me scared of releasing my anger. My girlfriend decided to prank me and she jumped on my back. I don’t know why, I just felt like I was back in the barracks. I picked her up by the shoulders and slammed her into a wall. I don’t even remember doing it, she told me I wasn’t me in my eyes. About a month later she left me because she said I was dangerous. To this day I still question that.
In high school it didn’t get any better. I discovered alcohol and weed, I was high or drunk for 3 years straight. I was suspended 3 times and expelled for half a semester. I was stealing things and going down a very destructive path. My only friends were the ones who would smoke with me, one of them did ecstacy with me. To be honest I don’t remember much from high school. I remember I met one girl in high school but she had a lot of apathy and we just didn’t last. Her ex boyfriend got mad at me for dating her. For weeks he was spreading rumors he was going to hurt me. Then one day I saw him waiting at my locker, surrounded by people. I remember standing there staring and voices were screaming in my head to defend myself and put him down so he wouldn’t hurt me. Then it goes black and he was laying on the ground, next thing I know is I’m running to call my mother to pick me up.
I’ll be honest I feel a mix of emotions about a lot of things recently. Yet one of my most powerful emotions I feel is anger. I just feel so hateful towards people, even friends. I look at people and they make me sick to my stomach. I don’t do or say anything because I don’t want to have to deal with them. Hell even the only girl I loved comes to my mind and I can’t help but be pissed at her and myself.
I’m scared though. I’m scared to get angry because I don’t want to do something I regret. I don’t know how to control it and I wish I did. Yet I feel it inside of me like a burning fire wanting out. I can’t let it get out though. I can’t let it build up though because I feel it’s close to the limit.
It’s a best way of expressing your feelings, may it be negative or positive. Once you let it all out, it’s much better than staying angry all the time. You may hate the world around you for being so cruel, but stay positive! Not everyone is the same.