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Anger: how to deal.


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never be sorry about venting....considering the alternatives...venting is a great thing to do!  you are certainly in a tough spot...but even the strongest of the strong need to vent or need a shoulder every now and then....wouldn't be human of you otherwise. 

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use the huddle without apologizing

 

even an old buddy back home can be utilized with long drawn out emails that you'll read some point down the road and laugh.

 

I'm a firm believer in getting it out of your system can be 90% of the release you need.

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I'll try what phillyb said with the journal thing.

 

and I agree with Philly on that too....and fully agree with the write don't type if you can get away with it.

 

I just saw something on tv that was talking about exactly that....how mentally...writing stuff down with a pen or pencil was so much more therapeutic and thoughtful than typing it on a keyboard.  The dimension of pen/pencil in hand adds so much more to it. 

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I'll just be straight up. I'm in a weird situation in life called adulthood. I'm only 22 with the (perceived) weight of the world on my shoulders. I've got a girlfriend I want to marry but with strict limitations on that happening. I'm overfugingseas right now with a responsibility to not only keep myself alive but my idiot soldiers alive as well as well as the stress of treating people who hate me because of what the soldiers before me have done to them, better than the people here. I've got questions and doubts and fears circling in my brain about finishing school that's dragged itself on for a damn century and questions about the religion I've been following my entire life and friends who are fuging cocks who don't even take the time of day to ask how the hell I'm doing. I could list a thousand other bitches and gripes but it won't do any good. Life hit me hard. And there isn't really anyone who understands. That's it I guess.

 

at 22 i had a gun pointed at my head by a gang that thought I owed them money for a drug deal gone bad. i calmly and jokingly talked my way out and ultimately became life long friends with some of those guys.

 

oh and i was the only white guy in the room.

 

later that same year i narrowly escaped being involved in what of the states largest drug bust at that time. a girl who was in love with me who was getting money funneled to her by corrupt lawyers and judges. yes. i said lawyers AND judges.

 

within the same year i coached a middle school baseball team to a city championship. got back from charleston and an earthy day celebration binge fest with NO money and got a free tank of gas and free food. i lived 3 hrs from chuck town.

 

its called charm, quick talking and hazel eyes padre. you gotta play the cards you are dealt and keep rolling.

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I could never understand and know how u feel. I know it's probably terrible and very rough over there. But just know that people like me are thankful for people like u. I know that don't mean much considering the position that I'm in compared to u but just get through it the best u can. Make it the best u can and just try to overcome your problems.

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