And I hate it.
Have you ever tried to argue your point while tripping on your own tongue. While tears are streaming down your face and snot is dripping from your nose? It's not pretty. And it kinda distracts from the point you were trying to make about whatever you are mad about. Or, if it happens to be an internet argument, it blurs the screen so you end up typing made up words that make you look like a fool.
Which makes things worse. Which leads to more anger. Which leads to more tears.
It'a pain in the ass is what it is.
The thing is, I'm not alone. This much I know. I have talked to a NUMBER of other ppl who suffer from this odd phenomena. Namely, women. Why it effects women more than men...well, no one knows. There's a theory that it has to do with different hormones, but that doesn't make me feel any better.
So how has that led me to blog about it? Writing does make me feel better. Sitting down and concentrating on something else, while getting it out, is helpful. And stops the tears. But probably because it cools the anger.
So, that being said, here's what happened. I got in an argument on Facebook this morning, over a joke I made with a friend. Normally I wouldn't let something like this affect me, but I have been depressed lately and uber-sensitive. (Another thing I hate.) I think the reason it affected me was because the person I was arguing with, knows me, knows my sense of humor, knows I don't always write/type things correctly and still put me on blast instead of asking me to clarify or ask whether or not I was being serious.
No! It's fucking Facebook! If I'm hardly ever serious in real-life, why the fuck would I be serious on Facebook? So to get reamed out by this person, who should know better, really pissed me off. Enter the tears. I tried to explain myself and retaliate, but the tears got in the way. Which pissed me off more than the comment made by the friend. Which may have been a good thing because it forced me to step away from my pc and come to the conclusion that maybe my friend was having a bad day themselves. Maybe they are just as touchy as me right now.
Doesn't mean I like crying when I'm mad any better.
So, instead of continuing the argument, I came here. To vent about these evil tears of Hell.
Xtended: All is good and things have been figured out with the friend. As I figured, it was a sensitive issue to that person. Something I didn't know. Doesn't change how I feel about crying when mad though. I'll always hate that.