Why do I feel so frustrated all the time? Frustrated that I’m frustrated because its bringing me down. Frustrated with myself for being weak, for letting a bit of frustration ruin my day. Analysing the reason for my frustration because it has no right controlling me like this. Is it some hormonal rollercoaster or is there real meaning behind it? If I was sat down and asked about my frustration I don’t think I could put my finger on why I feel this way. I’m tired of this feeling, this knot in my stomach.
I am moving on, moving away, slowly as the tendrils of frustration unhook themselves from my sides and I walk on as the feeling of suppression leaves me. A lightness fills the void, fills the space where I was empty.