Tag Archives: anger
And This is Why (Images contain a snake, the next a spider)
I do, admittedly too much, scrolling through social media here lately. In its many incantations, social media holds too much potential for hidden or not so hidden, issues. To be safe emotionally and physically means taking great care in how … Continue reading
Day Two; Footnotes All in a Day
Sitting here listening to the rain falling outside. We have been warned about the potential for bad storms. I really hope not, but accept that the possibility is there. Both dogs are inside and asleep, while the Christmas lights outside … Continue reading
December Twenty-ninth; What Really Needs To Be Packed Away
I need to get moving. I keep debating over whether to leave the decorations up for a few more days, or take them down. Nothing is in the way. The house will look very empty and plain once the colors … Continue reading
August Second; If I Could Request the Gift of..
I want to understand. I do. It seems that we are living in a time of great and easy availability of information, but there is still so little understanding. I won’t claim to understand everything going on around the world, … Continue reading
April Thirtieth; Bitter or Better?
It would be so easy to be bitter. To scream and shout and argue with any and no one that we should not have had to deal with what ever it was that life handed us. We did not deserve … Continue reading
April Nineteenth; Outrage
When was the last time I was outraged? Oh yes, I remember, I was a real jerk during that time. I acted like a self-centered, spoiled brat who hadn’t gotten their way and was going to make sure everyone around … Continue reading
April Eighth; Anger is a Wasted Emotion…or is it?
I’ve had people apologize for making me mad, to which I reply, I don’t get mad. Dogs go mad. Semantics, mad, angry, same yet different. People then exasperated will correct with, I’m sorry I made you ..angry. To which I … Continue reading
February Ninth; Emotion
Here I sit. I’m in my favorite spot, enjoying my coffee. Outside my windows the sky is that soft, winter grey completely obscuring any blue sky and blocking the sunlight. The feral cats have been appearing and disappearing as they … Continue reading
Day 366; Footnotes of emotions
Right before Christmas I put new batteries in six candles. Only one is left working. I had a couple strands of solar lights that I brought inside today. When they came on earlier, one only worked a few moments, … Continue reading
Day 328; Footnotes on Triggers
No, not the kind on guns or bombs. This is about emotional triggers. Back in 1989 when Hurricane Hugo came through our area of North Carolina, it not only caused a lot of physical damage, it left me with a … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 