Mayday

It doesn't happen often anymore, moreandless once a year, but I know I have a temper.  When I'm furious, there's no way for me to hide it.  I literally tremble and I'm sure my eyes kill.  I don't mind about witnesses nor about consequences.

My wrath can be triggered by a seemingly innocent incident or a word.  A bomb just needs a spark.  Indignation is the fuel of my holy rage. 

Fury can be purifying. 

moreandless moreandless
56-60, M
1 Response Mar 3, 2010

oh, yes off course, it builds up over time. Every incident adds fuel to the explosive devise until at a certain moment, there's that spark. Your therapist was right, I think.