What I do sometimes when I'm mad.

Sometimes I'll get really mad at people for different reasons. It's usually former friends who still feel the need to be petty and barb me with insults worked into something they've written, stuff like that. Or the person/people who stole my laptop and broke my car window.

When I get mad, I'll come here and start typing some really acerbic, terse, usually cuss-peppered blog post meant to cause them the same pain they've caused me. I usually rail over how petty and childish they are being, and rant and rave and blow off steam. Then I'll be very close to hitting "publish", without realizing that by me getting so upset in the first place, they've already won the battle, and the war. There is nothing to say at that point, because you can't win a battle of wits with someone who is unarmed and you can't make a point to someone who won't listen to reason. Not to mention, by playing right into their hand I'm being as petty as they are.

Then I'll take a step back, calm down, and finally realize that some people...just....suck at life. And there's nothing I can do about it, no way I can convince them that I am not a bad person and they are being silly. I can only come here, write a mean couple of paragraphs that no one will ever read, and move on.