Why am I so god damn angry all the time?
Every little thought makes me want to have a bout of tard rage and smash everything in the room.
I literally do this every single night though, and it doesn't keep the rage in check. I also pound the ceiling of my car, the passenger seat, I go nuts but it just makes me more angry.
Why does this emotion exist, it doesn't serve any function.
It must be foul humours, or perhaps a devlish spirit that has accosted your subconscious mind.
this I blame on introversion and low testosterone
they become beta and fail socially thus hating the world around them
either way if that's how you are you probably still have a shitty social life. Same thing really
For me my anger is a result of having never stood up for myself, in fact when people hurt me I bend over and let them
Then I get home and get so mad I can't fall asleep because I'm punching the pillows. Whenever I drive somewhere I just start screaming and I punch the steering wheel. Whenever I'm home alone I constantly get reminded by my countless unresolved grudges and twist myself into a contortion of fury.
I don't interact with anyone really though. I have only one friend and we've never fought. I got bullied when I was a kid but it doesn't really make me upset now.
I'm just mad. I'm just fucking furious at every little thing. It has to be some sort of chemical issue, I fucking hate everything.
well those girls want a nice guy who is down to earth, funny, ambitious and healthy, so if they give you what you want, a loving pure girlfriend, you should at least give them what they want in return
I am in shape, I am 6'0" tall, my sense of humor is pretty uncommon but I think the right girl could appreciate it, I am definitely ambitious. I think I could attract the right girl, I just can't seem to find her. I have been asked out by numerous girls, but they're all roastie whores.
Honestly I'd settle for like a 6/10 if she was a non-roastie.
I remember some chick who came onto me and told me about how she made out with her friend, but insisted she was not a slut. It was surreal. Like wtf you intimately kiss some "friend" because you need to kill time between classes and expect me to invest actual resources into a relationship with you when white trash retard from rural KY gets it from you for nothing. No thanks.
Yeah, my anger has been persistent lately
>tell mom to shut the fuck up because she won't stop talking about useless shit when I'm trying to get information from her
>guy cut me off just so he could get stopped by a red light and I almost got out of the car to try and stab him to death with my pen
>sight of jay walking pedestrian made me have to restrain myself from running them the fuck over
>page won't load so I started to seethe and growl until I had a big spot of saliva on my shirt
>fork wouldn't spear any pasta so after the third try I grabbed and handful and shoved it into my mouth
>screaming at the cat for no real reason, just to be angry
It's like something broke in my mind and I can't contain my anger anymore. I really want someone to pick a fight with me so I can beat bash their brains out on the fucking sidewalk and tear their throat out with my teeth.