I had an insight today at work. Several coworkers seem to think I am "angry" when I get animated about something. Dr. Ed suggested I own it and move on. Which has merit.
But it brought me back to 1984 when I was dubbed - by friends mind you - "The Angriest Woman in the World" - a takeoff on our favorite strip in DC's City Paper - The Angriest Dog in the World, by then relatively unknown David Lynch. The strip (see example) itself doesn't change - only the totally arbitrary caption.
The irony is that before Kevin died, I didn't consider myself that angry - I get worked up, frustrated, agitated, exasperated, mystified, outraged even. But angry - that used to be reserved for an injustice - either real or perceived - of one kind or another. Will continue to analyze this and will keep you posted.
2 comments:
I think it's not so much anger as feisty. Feisty translates to explosion of expression, and that can be misinterpreted as anger.. how's that for reading too much into something? (I tend to do that)
I think it's anger....and you know what IT'S OKAY TO BE ANGRY SOMETIMES!
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