Something is bothering me. The things that set me off lately seem to have a pattern. There is something wrong more than just a 'bad mood.'
I have yet to figure out the connection.
I don't know what it is, but it's festering under the surface until I feel I could combust at any moment. It's frustrating. It's fighting me.
Whatever it is, I don't want myself to know.
And that, you see, is the crux of the problem. That is the keystone holding the whole mess precariously over my head. I want to know. I don't want to know. What is this that has me lashing out violently at issues which would usually be minor annoyances, if the amounted to anything at all? What am I so damn angry about?