Sometimes I think I'm too angry about all the injustices and hurts in the world--not in the sense of "I don't have enough reason to be this angry", but in the sense of "this can't be good for me"--but when I manage to not be angry I realize what's under it is exhaustion, and that feels worse.

And then I think about how much more exhausted and hurt so many people are than I am, having endured so much more, and I feel like all I can really do is be angry, because at least that can be focused and maybe I can do something useful or productive with it.

(...I hope that doesn't sound awful. I'm in the school of thought that says anger can coexist with love and kindness and can be a tool, but I know not everyone agrees. ^^;

Either way, now I'm definitely rambling in your space! If it's too much, esp. given that we don't really know each other, say the word and I'll dial it down in future. I don't want to be intrusive.)