When I am in a rage I say things that I regret terribly. When I look back on it I am ashamed of the things I say. However, I can dig really deeply and tell you that sometimes, just sometimes, I might mean what I say just a little bit. You know? It's almost like I can only sort-of mean it. I mean, I might mean it right then, but I definately don't mean it later. Confusing to say the least.