Anger, the rage inside
Bubbling and boiling beneath the surface
Just simmering away, ready to blow
Anger, the red beast
Grumbling and growling
Roaring and ranting
At the moment I’m struggling with anger, anger at him for doing what he did. Also realising that the therapy was only half finished. The seems to be more pain and anguish than I first thought. It feels like this is going on forever.
It’s harder in winter, the darkness and the cold. Five years ago I was in such a dark place, I could bearly go on. It’s not so bad now, but there are moments when those feelings come back.