Anger

As I am working on this journey toward healing, the last few days I have had a lot of anger surface. Not anger because of recent events in my life...but anger from my childhood, mostly, when the seeds were planted that led me to be the person that I am today, fraught with so many problems and issues.

Some days I feel like I'm drowning in them.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, we've all got problems and issues. It just seems that mine were allowed to really get in the way of me exploring (and reaching) my potential as a human being. To the point where I damaged myself and others around me. Possibly forever.

As I'm sifting through all of the mental and emotional garbage that I've accumulated over the last 33 years, I'm realizing that I have a lot of things to be angry about. I'm not looking to shift blame here - after all, I'm an adult now, and I realize that only I am responsible for the choices that I make. I get that.

But I'm still allowed to be angry at the people and the situations that shaped me into this person with poor coping skills and inaccurate views of life and self.

I know that I have to allow myself to feel the anger so that I can move past it. And right now, I'm there, baby....I'm not holding anything back.