Letting go

I let rip at, well, somebody today. Obviously I thought it was a good idea then, and I still think it's a good idea, post-rip, but maybe in about half an hour's time, after I've drank calming green tea and all that, I'll regret it. Can't tell at this point.

Conflict management. I think I'm very bad at that. Sometimes I'm able to "swallow" things and move on. Other times, like this one, I exploded after having been pissed off too many times, and every time I was pissed off, I told myself, "It's ok. It's no big deal. Don't pay any attention to it." So I really thought it was inconsequential until today's outburst showed that I was more affected than I thought.

Like what Gar says, I guess it's better to deal with things as they come along instead of accumulating everything into one giant outburst. But sometimes it seems so trivial a matter, or I don't even know it's a big deal to me until a straw comes along and break my back. Some people, I can afford to let go, but others I'm loath to find them absent. I've yet to find a good way to deal with, well, stuff. I think I really need to do something about this.

I really don't like getting angry. It's an awful waste of time.