This was my most recent outburst, which I am not proud of.

Recently I bought a brand new jar of peanut butter. There were three jars in the cupboard that needed to be finished up. Finished up in my eyes means you get a rubber scraper and you scrape every last bit out. Probably barely enough to cover one piece of bread. If it were anyone else they would have chucked those jars into the garbage.

Then my 13 yr. old randomly said later that day, "I had the best sandwich earlier. I love fresh peanut butter out of the jar." My eyes grew wide, I checked the jar and sure enough it had been opened. I went ballistic. I threw the other three jars that were pretty much empty - hard across the room, breaking a thing or two and obliterating everything in their path and scaring the crap out of my kids.

Over peanut butter.

So when I get like that consistently and fess up to my psych, my seroquel gets bumped up temporarily, otherwise I spin into a mixed state. And I use xanax temporarily. I hate that stuff. I had a friend that was addicted to it, so I use it very, very sparingly. Have had the same bottle for 6 months.

So fess up. What are you like when you are over the top irritable?