-I do not handle set-backs well.
-I want to live in a world where everything makes sense to me.
-I hate being presented with problems I can’t find a solution for.
-If I attempt to do something with excellence, I do not want to face more trials than if I had attempted to do it poorly.
-I wish there were simple answers. I hate when I can’t give someone a simple answer.
These are universal experiences, aren’t they? We’re all dealing with futility. We all face problems that we don’t want to grapple with. And yet, that doesn’t make it any easier for me to stomach all of this. Sometimes I just want to punch things. And rage. And tell people that they are dumb and their rules are dumb and I’m going to go play with my toys over on the other side of the room, and anyone who wants to follow my rules is welcome to join me.
(I love toddlers. They are so honest.)
Yesterday, a friend posted a great quote about being alive, and as I read through it, I thought, “Hmmm…I guess I should learn how to be angrier.” And then I chuckled, because I thought it was funny. But maybe it was true.