shouting_in_my_head tessa I'm not sure why, but the other day there was shouting in my head. Some kind of weird anger kept bubbling up inside me for no reason I could see. In my chest, that dream-anger that grips you uncontrollably and thrashes around. And in my head I was shouting, I was really angry. And I couldn't work out why. 040918 ... raze i've been trying to find the words to explain this impotent, defeated fury i feel churning inside of me on a near-constant basis now. this situational shittiness that can't be conveyed in any way that offers catharsis. the title of this blathe is as close as i'm likely to get. thank you, tessa from twenty_years_ago, for giving a name to my pain. i wish you were still here. 241228 what's it to you? who go blather from