I don’t know why some weeks I feel full of seething rage. It’s not just pms. That week has passed. There’s a deep feeling of dissatisfaction and impatience with myself, my job, the way other people treat each other (like when two friends of yours don’t get along), the careless things people say, and with random preventable accidents (like knocking a glass over and spilling sticky juice all over the counter). Sometimes I try to take a step back and say to myself, the reason you’re feeling all this frustration is that you want control over the outcome, and when it doesn’t happen, you feel unhappy. It works to some degree. There are some days that when people talk to me, all I hear is, “I want, I want, I want.” Maybe my negative thoughts are running away from me.