I had an odd exchange with a person I met on Facebook yesterday. Due to glitches in online media she had misunderstood an exchange we had had. When she brought it to my attention I immediately explained what I thought had happened and apologized for any confusion. Still mad she emailed back this time swearing and digging deeper for blame. I wrote back saying I could tell the situation was frustrating her but that it had been an unfortunate glitch with not a trace of intentional mischievousness attached to it, I apologized again. Apparently still unsatisfied she wrote back not accepting let alone acknowledging my apologies nor any of the actual facts surrounding the issue. It appeared at that point that I was dealing with someone who had donned her “anger suit” and wasn’t ready to let that go.
The Anger Suit
The Anger Suit – easy to put on hard to get off
I admit I’ve been there; I also have donned the Anger Suit. It’s an unfortunate way to go. It’s hard to extract joy out of any exchange when that happens. It’s repercussions stick with the people involved when it’s been added into the conversation, like this one did. I woke up and with it lingering in the background I ended up drawing and writing about this uncomfortable exchange instead of thinking about butterflies and unicorns this morning. Sorry about that. But maybe it will help someone out there cope with their own emotions next time you bump into someone wearing their Anger Suit, or are thinking about putting yours on.
This reminds me of me marti. My inner godzilla gets fired up over something seemingly insignificant when my threshold to not rock the boat or be the protruding nail is reached. This culturally inherent trait causes me to store a wealth of unstable feelings over events until something sets me off because it was one little parcel too many to hold onto or experience. I think I’m too nice and considerate for my own good as well as faulty for the inability to not be bothered. I once had a blow out with my cousin for putting the rice pot in the fridge-something that had always been done before…but it was like I needed to be mad about it to release all the other stuff. Maybe this is what happened and you just unfortunately happened to be on the receiving end? I also once did this to someone I really loved and couldn’t “hear” the attempts to calm and remedy the situation or think and speak rationally until it was far too late. And then i was just embarrassed and ashamed of myself. So maybe that is why no go on the apologies. I need to be able to channel my misfires and frustrations into art like you did here. I actually tried one myself hoping it would help but it made me more depressed. Haha! this was helpful to me…as always, thank you for sharing the ugly too. Now get back to thinking about butterflies and unicorns =^^=
People sometimes ask me “Are you always this happy?”. And of course the answer is NO! I too sometimes succumb to the promises of the Anger Suit only to feel ashamed and stupid after donning it. I so appreciate your sharing your experiences here Neko. Nobody’s perfect and we all fall short from time to time. I think your comment shows real self-awareness. It’s helpful for me too! Thank you!!