...I'm just plain angry again. You gotta love a good moodswing.Oh well, if I'm angry then at least I might get something productive done today. Anger doesn't make me much fun to be around, but it is one form of motivation at least. I'm currently of the feeling that I don't like my life and want to know where I can present my receipt in order to exchange this clusterf**k for the one I was supposed to be living all along.
Moods like this are usually (and currently) interlaced with one of my core issues/triggers, namely injustice. Whenever I feel I've been treated badly, whether physically, verbally, or some other way, it instigates a trigger response that makes me defiant, argumentative, idealistic, and vehemently conscientious. It doesn't always have to be me either.
It's the symptom that usually gets me into trouble at work. It's the reason I went head-to-head with the MD at DDB PR after watching her reduce her team to tears. Often it occurs when I'm asked to do something I know is wrong, or that compromises my own personal beliefs, morals, standards, ethics, whatever you want to call them. If you ever needed an explanation of why I'm trying to get from public relations into writing, then this is it. I don't like to leave the office feeling dirty, sullied, or like I've compromised myself.
Gosh, how terribly high-maintenance of me.
I think I need nicotine and a bike ride.
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