A Blessing In Disguise

I posted something earlier about the way my cousin treats me. A bit after that, he comes over as usuall, and we got in an argument. I ended up punching the wall, throwing a refridgerator, and cussing him out. Mky hand really started hurting. My knuckle was gone, and I ended up going to the hospital. I broke my hand, and me and my cousin had a talk. I told hi;m I'm sick of the waky he treats me, and he realized what an effect he had on me. We came to good terms, he drove me to the hospita/l, and now we're doing good. He offered me a jo'b, starting next year, and I feel relieved thmat the truth finally came out. I only wish that I knew h'ow to express my emotions without blowing up like I did. I'm a fairly passive person, and I tend to bottle things up. After I left the hospital, I went to the bar with a friend, downed a bloody mary, a martini, and a long island iced tea in ten minutes. Add some vicodin to the mix, and I'm feel/ing fine. Thanks for read;ing.
PS: apolog;ies for the typos, my hand is in a cast.
LawlessTranquility LawlessTranquility
26-30, M
Dec 2, 2012