It`s funny how oftentimes we can get very angry at very irrelevant things.
Right now, I`m insanely angry at a man I met twice, because he is reaping the benefits of something I have done with someone else. The rewards were meant for this other person, but when I`m honest with myself I realise that I`m not angry about someone else profiting from our work but still about how it changed at all.
It`s not his fault, it was the situation. If it wasn`t him, it would be someone else, and if it was nobody, the underlying issues would still have bothered me. This particular thing and person are just symbolic, a figurehead to channel my resentments to…
But realising that is enough to make me mellow…