Anger

I'm pissed off about some things. I can't say what because I don't want to "out" the offending parties. But at the same time I feel compelled to blog about the fact that I'm upset. (You follow me?) This is all a shame because I recall hearing a beautiful kutbah about anger just two weeks ago. But I digress...

I am not the kind of person who gets angry often. Maybe I get irritable from time to time but not ANGRY. However, when I do get angry I become eerily silent. Over the years, I've discovered that "silent angry" makes people more uncomfortable than "going-off angry." When a person is going off at least they're saying what's on their mind. With me, the offending party is like, "Am I going to be driving my car one day and discover she's tampered with my brakes?" (Of course I would never do anything like that- insha'allah- but I know it creeps people out).

The thing is, I just need time to think about things and choose my words wisely before I say something I can never take back. I know myself and I know that's exactly what could happen. Make no mistake, my Jamaican grandmother has told me plenty of times that my "mout' too hot" for my own good. (Hot mouth= sharp tongue).

So here I am, pissed off and blogging to keep myself from cussing out some people. More than anything, I hate when people are disrespectful towards me. I try, no matter how much I dislike someone, to be respectful of them as fellow human beings. Can some people at least extend me the same courtesy? Mi rahtid...