I cried today. I hate admiting that. But it was the tears that always come with my anger and not those wrought of sadness that came today. I swear, I'm always so polite at work. I do my work, I joke and laugh and I try to make those around me smile. But theres this one co-worker.. *growls* Shes snide, rude, uncareing of others feelings, mouthy.. And she felt as if I slighted her somehow today and layed into me for five minutes. It caught me off gaurd, so at first I was in a state of shock more then anything to have her accuse me of needing to stay out of other peoples business and do my work... unlike her of course *rolls eyes* I didn't let her see me cry. I hate that more then anything. I don't know why when I get angry I cry. And I hate when people see me like that. I hate seeming weak. I, who am usually so strong, humbled by a few words that came out of left field. Other peoples anger.. other peoples pain.. I can handle. I can channel it through myself and deal with it. But my own.. *sighs* is just different. It has to run its course. Days like this make me hate my job. Days like this... I wish things were good at home. I just feel like being held for awhile while I seethe and get rid of the frustrations of work.. and theres no one here that I want to do that. ~Ravenfox