Misdirected Anger.

Now that my standards, ideals and principles are my own standards, ideals and principles and not those that Mother Culture would have me adhere to, I find myself almost constantly disturbed, irritated and even angered by nearly everything I see around me. The western world is simply crammed full of crap.

This isn’t good because sometimes the anger reaches boiling point, and then I indulge in such a vitriolic rant to somebody that it looks for all the world like a personal attack. I did that last night and have spent today consumed with remorse. Two long e-mails of explanation and apology have only gone some way to assuage it, hence the lack of posts today.

The odd thing is that the person to whom I let off steam is one of a very small number who I’d expect to understand what I’m raving about, and so the doing of it is a sort of compliment.

Nevertheless, I still think I should try to cultivate better self-control. Or get a punch bag.