Scenario: a man is angry, bitter, and pissed. The clear, manicured, less painful path would be to ignore and dismiss his anger as a disgusting, unwelcome reaction. The path with brambles and vines would then mean trying to understand his anger and its origins at your own cost.
One of the hardest things about staying positive is, well, staying positive. I can’t count how many times I have wanted to cuss and scream, to throw my hands up in defeat and accept a bleak, rat-infested world. It is easy to expect much and give little. At times, the thought of raging for hours has even seemed enticing. Perhaps it’s a fault of mine, this bottling of emotions, but I hope that the intentions outweigh the costs. To let my anger roam free would mean to let it soil someone else’s happiness.
It’s easy to lash out and break glass. Much harder to piece together the debris without bleeding.