Grrr ...

This whole "anger" thing is a bit novel on the one hand, and a total bitch on t'other. You see, I'm starting to feel it express it for the first time, with any consistency anyway.

I was raised to be a "good girl", and fulfilled that role admirably. Though I've matured and moved on in many ways, some of it kind of ... stuck. I internalize very well, actually. I've gotten to the point where my "grin and bear it" face is quite convincing.

That said, I've been emoting lately. While I've found it to be surprisingly cathartic, it also hurts. I'm feeling things that I don't know that I've ever really felt before. And it's scary. I like to feel that I'm in control, and I just frankly don't feel safe exposing that side of myself.

Yet.