This is an angry thread. You can say anything as long as you come across as an excruciatingly cross, utterly embittered human being.
Some Nigerian princess just turned me down which is really odd and ungrateful of her because by temporarily placing my savings in her account I saved her country’s finances from certain ruin.
But I will have my revenge. This is what I’ll do: I’ll marry the first available female, be the perfect partner for two weeks, and then one morning I announce that I’ve run out of cigarettes (I don’t smoke) and that I better make a dash for the corner shop never to be seen again. I can imagine the incredulity, the sheer desbelief, the shock and the horror of women everywhere.
They say depression is anger turned inward… but I have never known what I can do with that. sounds slogan-ey… like right up there with emotion is energy in motion
I’m so accustomed to repressing my anger that I don’t even know anymore to be honest with you. But the thing that’s about to piss me off is my ex because he is such a tight wad that he won’t pay the Vet 15 bucks to clip his new puppy’s nails and she keeps scratching the crap out of all of us with her Freddie Kreuger nightmare claws. But yet he’ll spend 50 bucks on a fishing pole when he already has a half dozen of those.
I’m still ■■■■■■■ pissed about my ex threatening suicide and trying to attack me/punching a hole in the door/triggering my ptsd. Angry about having dated her for so long. Nearly 4.5 years and I ignored red flags. Angry she abused me the entire time. Angry she’s trying to flip the script and make me out to be the bad guy, and there’s nothing I can do but keep my mouth shut because if I refute it people will be weary of me anyway.