Anger has always been an issue for me. Prior to my recent meds change the slightest thing would set me off, and I would often be left standing there, wondering where on earth all the rage and anger and hatred for the world had come from. And once it had started it consumed all thought and reason until it was released, often in an explosive and destructive way.
For me, a lot of it has to do with the utter frustration I feel with the thoughts running through my head. They taunt me, they jeer me, they tell me how useless and hopeless and worthless I am, until I get to a point where I cannot stand the noise any longer. The war raging in my mind between who I am, who I want to be, and what my mind tell me puts me on the edge of losing it long before anything actually happens IRL to finally push me over.
If you haven't already, it would definitely be something I would be discussing with your Pdoc / therapist.
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