You Won’t Like Me When I’m Angry

Angry Talk (Comic Style)
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Dear Har-old,

Only girls are cute when they’re upset. You have a penis. Har-old, no one likes you when you are angry. You know why? Because it is out of proportion to what occasioned it. You are too uptight! You take things too personal, too seriously (so sensitive to slight that it becomes comical), and you exaggerate the hurt or insult.

And you know where that comes from?

Holding grudges!

How many times have you got mad at your grandma in the todays and thought about the yesterdays she borrowed your five dollars without your permission?

How many times have you got mad at your mother in the todays and thought about the yesterdays of letting her borrow $180 and she showed reluctance in paying you back?

How many times have you got mad at your father in the todays and thought about the yesterdays of him missing birthdays?

How many times have you got mad at ‘Era in the todays and thought about yesterday’s “dog” incident?

Forgive and forget. That’s the end of that right? Forgiveness is the highest ceiling, right? Not quite. Har-old, master your emotions and truly love that person. Try it. New thinking!

Know the phrase, “I forgot why I was mad.” When you are angry switch and occupy your mind with a subject of interest for five minutes.

Put your headphones in your ear, listen to Max B and sing.

Your Billion Dollar Library is 24 books and counting; 17 of which you haven’t read yet.

Think of scenes from The Social Network. Watch the trailer over and over and over.

Create a 5 minute on-demand mind-video of your winning moments! You can also think of me; play out future arms-raising, chest-hitting moments.

Transmute that negative energy into creative effort. Work on a mock Yeebizan.

Don’t let the cork of bottled up anger put an eye out!

As Buddha said, “Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.”

Futuristically yours,

Har+new

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In With the NEW out with the OLD

Dear Trista,

Today will be the day you meet me. I will be your guide on this wild journey into becoming the woman you’ve always wanted to be…because I am already there. This site will be the main source of where you get your steps from in order to become something other than who you are now. So in detail, I will now write what you need to change:

-timid to lively

-indecisive to knowing exactly what you want

-Fearful of change to accepting and growing with change

-co-dependent to  interdependent

unorganized to Organized

-rule follower to Risk Taker

-lazy to Fitness Nut

– Negative chaotic thought patterns to  Positive Zen-like mentality pattern.

– Follower to Leader

not content with what you have to being happy to have what you have.

Old lady style to  Chameleon

sensitive to Thick skinned

-Easily Embarrassed to  Easy come Easy go

soft-hearted to warrior woman

-impatient to a high tolerance for time

Somethings on this list you switch up when you feel like you’re not doing the right thing, so you have the right idea…its just you need to apply them in a routine. Instead of waiting for someone to make up something to do, you should already know what you want to do. Also, don’t apply  Murphy’s Law in every single thought of the day; keep the small things small and don’t be afraid to make your own roads in this life.

Futuristically yours,

Tris-transformation.

 

The Son She Never Had

Dear Har-old,

What is the one positive about Betty & Co. moving in? You know how life will be if you lived with them full-time. Remember it’s only been 6 months. Believe it or not. But imagine years. Years of getting swords pulled out on you! Years of putting up with Betty’s attitude! Years of arguing with Jalisha and Christina’s baby daddies! Years of babies crying and disturbing you from working! Years of disagreements, fights, and petty squabbles! Years of paranoia surrounding someone touching and stealing your possessions! YEARS! If you take anything away from these past six months, let it be appreciation for your grandma taking you in when you was a baby and raising you. You are the son she never had!

Futuristically yours,

Har+new

two YOU's in future