Where’s the post for the angry nonbinary beans?

Because fuck capitalism and imperialism, that is why.

Having lived most of my life as a very angry person, I was able to achieve a point where I could love myself in 2019. This was years of therapy and self-work.

Reasons why I was angry started with a challenging childhood and underdeveloped emotional intelligence. This made anger feel good as a response to lots of things that made me uncomfortable.

Work

I’m not angry.

Ronald fucking Reagan

We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat. We sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent crimes as if that’s the way it’s supposed to be! We know things are bad, worse than bad, they’re crazy!!! It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy so we don’t go out anymore! We sit in the house and slowly the world we’re living in is getting smaller and all we say is ‘please at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything’!

To quote yourself, let me start with a question:

Why?

Because you sent the women away.

Microplastics

depression

I hoped I might be eligible for Irish citizenship through my grandfather, and recently found out that I’m not.

My visa runs out soon and I have to return to the imperial core.

Not angry in general.

If the question is what does enrages me, an answer is probably human stupidity. Or the idea that we have just better than animals. We aren’t, we are just like animals, but with the potential to be so much more. Then comes human stupidity… Well.

Are we angry?

I’m mildly annoyed with yesterday-me for leaving so many dishes in the kitchen for me to wash. He knows how I feel about that.

I’m probably going to leave them for tomorrow-me. That guy’s a team player.