Why can’t I see past my anger. Why can’t I move on. Why can’t I be happy again? Why can’t I let go of my frustrations, despite all the rationalising and agonising? I don’t want to be angry at them for being an ugly person on the inside, because they are poisoning me and starting to make me an ugly person on the inside too. No, I cannot blame them. I am the one who is angry. I am the one who is hateful. I am poisoning myself.
I want to be happy again and I want those who I love to be happy again too.

