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If only I had more patience. That would see me through this wait far better than this frustration and anger. So much anger in me the past few days. I don’t do so well when I feel undervalued and unappreciated, especially when I know it’s completely unfounded, that I’m capable of much more than they like to give me credit for. So very frustrated and angry and moody and bitchy and miserable… if follows me around like a little black raincloud.

It doesn’t help that I internalize anger… I can feel it lurking inside me, I get tense and I can’t keep from hurting myself in tiny, subtle ways like picking at my face and scraping my arms with my fingernails and biting my cheek and so on. Blah. I just want to be away from here and already there.