tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post4031786693593693626..comments2023-11-02T11:27:28.129-04:00Comments on The Suniverse: A Glimpse Into My Soul. I'm Really Sorry.Suniversehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02535141439995862912noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-89196332369384231922011-10-17T09:53:57.807-04:002011-10-17T09:53:57.807-04:00ummm, well I don't drive a lot anymore since J...ummm, well I don't drive a lot anymore since John drives us as we commute together to work, but even as a passenger I still get ROAD RAGE, go figure. ;)<br /><br />also, I've been having temper tantrums.....like full blown Gio type Tantrms when my ids don't listen and the car breaks down or I don't get my way or god forbid someone eats the last cookie. <br /><br />I know exactly Kirhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17894442143508446312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-28093486501664717312011-10-15T16:43:37.944-04:002011-10-15T16:43:37.944-04:00First, you didn't hurt anybody. That's go...First, you didn't hurt anybody. That's good. Second, it sounds like you have a huge amount of stress in your life OR you have unresolved anger OR both. If you didn't let those feelings out, your head would explode. I'm also pretty sure that is why firetrucks and police cars are blocking traffic all the time, they're cleaning out the remains. You are surviving. That'sAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15384389854305591878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-27094523388735633592011-10-15T10:52:20.611-04:002011-10-15T10:52:20.611-04:00When I was younger I used to get really, really ma...When I was younger I used to get really, really mad at stupid stuff. Then I listened to some self help tape (not because I was that kind of a person, but because I had to for work and I was getting quizzed one on one by my boss, so I couldn't lie about having listened to them)..anyway..I actually learned a trick from it (the only thing I remember that I use to this day).<br /><br />So here France Rantshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16123046765053719069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-57490947940164885802011-10-13T21:20:38.453-04:002011-10-13T21:20:38.453-04:00I guess I'm as screwed up as you are because I...I guess I'm as screwed up as you are because I don't see anything wrong with your behavior. My attitude towards any stoppage in traffic is the ONLY acceptable excuse is fatalities. Plural. Beyond that you are just trying to fuck with my head and there will be consequences.Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16787827077778614821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-5612750125622049502011-10-13T14:21:36.771-04:002011-10-13T14:21:36.771-04:00I did that. I still do that. The thing is, with ...I did that. I still do that. The thing is, with our lives today; the economy, the drive to "have", the simple knowledge that our pace of life today drives us to the breaking point ... <br />In the last 3 years I've lost everything. EVERYTHING, including a brother to suicide. I've come to the realization that I took on too much. I've realized it's OK, to have my kidsle Chefhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07901186271246515448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-36201509038303732462011-10-13T14:03:43.768-04:002011-10-13T14:03:43.768-04:00driving in general is fucked. we weren't meant...driving in general is fucked. we weren't meant to go that fast.Simonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10290531815250872371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-25425180501652265102011-10-13T12:38:28.348-04:002011-10-13T12:38:28.348-04:00I have done that more times than I care to remembe...I have done that more times than I care to remember. I always attributed it to road rage. I was recently upped a dose on my meds so I'm hoping it helps with my car anger since I'm driving to West Virigina to visit my son in college.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-73207930692951512332011-10-13T08:34:20.336-04:002011-10-13T08:34:20.336-04:00I do the same (without the fear of driving on Teh ...I do the same (without the fear of driving on Teh Freeway, though I live in an area that "Freeway" is a place with more lanes and the same amount of traffic as everywhere else) . . . I go apeshit when I can't figure out why I'm being stopped for something.<br /><br />Then I realize that the traffic is so backed up because of a fatal accident involving a schoolbus full of blind Johnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05805939293906938812noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-34996990000394951012011-10-12T21:23:24.196-04:002011-10-12T21:23:24.196-04:00swearing fits are how i survive. no doubt about it...swearing fits are how i survive. no doubt about it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-73125793322618474372011-10-12T20:22:22.939-04:002011-10-12T20:22:22.939-04:00I love you all.
You really, truly make a huge di...I love you all. <br /><br />You really, truly make a huge difference in my life.<br /><br />You are fucking awesome.Suniversehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02535141439995862912noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-1959699203646716702011-10-12T19:11:41.672-04:002011-10-12T19:11:41.672-04:00Yes, this kind of rage is familiar and there is no...Yes, this kind of rage is familiar and there is nothing like driving to bring it out.<br /><br />Might I suggest listening to Enya and drinking Chardonnay while driving?<br />Although this seems like a bad idea too, for some reason.The Flying Chalupahttp://www.theflyingchalupa.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-8910111503043757662011-10-12T17:42:10.154-04:002011-10-12T17:42:10.154-04:00I swear to go I have the same problem. And I fear...I swear to go I have the same problem. And I fear every day that my son will turn out like me. We need to find a way to be more rational. If I figure it out, I'll let you know.The Sweetesthttp://thesweetest3.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-89979301166503536992011-10-12T17:19:51.324-04:002011-10-12T17:19:51.324-04:00Black anger tastes like chicken...
(At the risk o...Black anger tastes like chicken...<br /><br />(At the risk of pissing you off, I just love you.)<br /><br />Okay now. Back to swearing.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15244839430462103487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-32149995877114145232011-10-12T16:03:47.712-04:002011-10-12T16:03:47.712-04:00it's adulthood. Adulthood is the sharp finger...it's adulthood. Adulthood is the sharp finger up the ass. <br /><br />Anyhoo, what all this means to me is a yearning for a simpler, less congested, less bullshitty way of life, and only the weirdos love the freeway anyway.karensomethingorotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14476544335741075497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-8895303685312347742011-10-12T14:29:17.598-04:002011-10-12T14:29:17.598-04:00I don't think it's inability to deal.
I ...I don't think it's inability to deal. <br /><br />I think it's the reserves we have.<br /><br />Being us, takes up a lot of energy.<br /><br />We fight what others don't have to fight.<br /><br />My therapist said this to me, and I"ve been walking tall since: "most people couldn't do what you in a day, with what else you've had going on (anxiety, depression)<br Alexandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00609629888008025050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-26976023472477131722011-10-12T13:23:26.294-04:002011-10-12T13:23:26.294-04:00I have had bouts like this. Almost as if a crazy m...I have had bouts like this. Almost as if a crazy me invades my body and normal me is sitting off on the sidelines going, "wow, she's f-ed up." And I can do nothing to get crazy me out and normal, rational me back in my body. See, just saying that sounds nuts. But there it is. Sigh. Hope today is better.Lizbethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03449627964374811836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-76983285108302476382011-10-12T12:54:25.290-04:002011-10-12T12:54:25.290-04:00I wish you felt better. I am sad. Let's drink ...I wish you felt better. I am sad. Let's drink wine, together. and eat cheese.La-Juicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00399607189588941124noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4342173666009236462.post-62367871397486098302011-10-12T10:15:39.287-04:002011-10-12T10:15:39.287-04:00That kind of sounds like a giant panic attack - I&...That kind of sounds like a giant panic attack - I've had that happen and it is NOT cool. Back in college someone was fooling around and invaded my personal space kind of...personally. It should have been mildy irritating, but it triggered this volcanic explosion of anger in me. Totally freaked me out (mostly b/c I'd just been in an abnormal psych class talking about how schizophrenia Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05112972195028944426noreply@blogger.com