I was angry but I’m not sorry

For years, I let myself feel anger. I was like a tornado of fire the consumed everything that I touched because I was so angry. I was angry that I was the one who always had to deal with everyone else’s problems, I was angry that I always had to be the strong one when shit got bad. I was angry that nobody ever thought to ask if I was OK I was angry that my life wasn’t going the way that I wanted so I let myself be consume by anger, malice, hatred. Most days I was like a tiger, locked in a cage, waiting for someone to tempt the lock. Waiting for someone to give me a reason to let it all out.

But then one day I woke up and I didn’t wanna be angry anymore. I wanted peace so I stopped being available to people stop being the shoulder to cry on. I stopped being the therapist I stopped being the shield that blocked my friends from everything negative that happened and I started to only worry about me and my family.#wounded #lostmyself #Lemon8Diary