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Anger is too soft of a word for what happens to me.
It’s not yelling. It’s not throwing things. It’s not punching walls.
It’s worse.
I go quiet. My vision tightens. I feel heat behind my eyes.
My jaw locks. My breathing changes. I’m not even thinking I’m calculating
They stand behind me, I protect them… they stand next to me, I defend them… they stand against me I show no mercy
It’s not yelling. It’s not throwing things. It’s not punching walls.
It’s worse.
I go quiet. My vision tightens. I feel heat behind my eyes.
My jaw locks. My breathing changes. I’m not even thinking I’m calculating
They stand behind me, I protect them… they stand next to me, I defend them… they stand against me I show no mercy
