I just get more RAGEY each time I do. One of the things about having lack of energy from the Anemia? I makes me more hesitant when it comes to the breakables. Like: "I could smash this coffee cup because the special boot the foot doctor gave me threatens to make things worse my blowing out my knee, THUS ENRAGENING ME!!!, but then I'd have to sweep up all the pieces and make a new pot of soup, so, exercise a bit more self-control. Hey, write a blog post about this!"
Still stuck in stage 2 of the 5 stages of grief, clearly.
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