We all put a good front on to the world. We make it look like everything is okay. They don't often get to see the ugly side of us with the depression, anxiety, suicide attempts, and unleashed anger. After all, our ego keeps us from displaying this side.
For me lately, the stress has been overwhelming. The overwhelm is overwhelming. I've been trying to get through the days, but I feel like I'm in a boat tossed in a stormy sea and have no way to steer or row out of it.
As a result, my angry outbursts have increased. It gets so difficult that the only way I can even begin to deal with it is just scream, pound the desk, slam the doors and hit the walls. Those in the house including the cats run for cover. Of course, I'd never hurt anyone or any pet, but they have no desire to be close to me in those moments.
