When we are angry, more often than not, we say or do things that we don’t really mean. We are actually at our “worst” when our whole being is enveloped by raging nerves and hormones that scream “a#s%s^h&o*l@e#!”
Ever since the world began, I have experienced being at my angriest self only thrice. The first one was a result of a three-year pagtitimpi and pagpapasensiya. The second, I literally saw stars and experienced pagdidilim ng paningin due to a remark made by someone who has no right at all to judge me just like that. The third, my anger stemmed from a series of ginagawa-akong-tanga habit of someone who seemed to have forgotten the fact that papunta pa lang siya, pabalik na ako.
In those three instances, I did some things in retaliation that were quite childish and stupid. But one thing I could say is that I don’t regret everything I said or did under such circumstances lalo na ‘pag alam kong wala naman akong kasalanan. Normally, I am not a proud person. But once a person hits my most sensitive nerve which I think I don’t deserve, hell will break loose. I am very patient pero ‘pag naubos ang pasensiya ko, expect the worst. Kahit sino naman siguro, gano’n din.
Sorry for the outburst, tao lang.
