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I am so frustrated today for no apparent reason.
It's just one of those days when you wake up and want to kill every single person crossing your path. It happens to me occasionally. I don't really like people on these days. Socializing is the last thing on my mind.
My mind searches for the reason behind this frustration and comes up with zero because I've lost all my thinking capacity. I like to believe it's because of the pent up frustration and stress of life.
On these days, I hate my life and myself. I had popped up my screen to write about a topic I've been thinking of lately and surprisingly nothing but the gates of self doubts which are to be locked tightly while writing opened. Then I went on from being pissed at people to being pissed at myself.
Google describes frustration as a feeling of annoyance resulting from the inability to change or achieve something. Mystery solved. I have my answer as to why I am frustrated at the first place. Because I can't get things done. One thing leads to other and here I am , bawling my eyes out and dissecting my failure on all things in life. I know it's my fault and I should change it but it all gets a bit too much to digest sometimes.
It's a chaos; a big mess of feelings, not for someone but for yourself. We are always so busy discovering feelings for someone else that we forget we have to feel for ourselves.
I am so close to giving up right now. I would have liked to tell you that writing this post had curbed my frustration. But the truth is, it didn't.
I think it's good. To have these kinda days. To realize all your bad and good and then make it better. Except it's not. Because no one likes confrontation. Especially with one's own self.....
