I’ve always been the one to sit and talk it all out no matter how angry or upset I am (with an exception of three people in my life). I’m ready to forgive and I’m ready to explain.
But sometimes, just sometimes, it’s okay to get mad. Sometimes, a person is just plain stupid and ignorant and needs no explanation or forgiveness. All that the person needs is a scolding. The irrational one. The one that mothers give when they’re fed up of their children’s behavior. When they’re too tired to deal with any more shit.
Maybe, it’s okay to forget all our etiquette at that moment and just bang our heads in the wall because the person is just too ignorant to understand. Maybe, it’s okay to show someone the middle finger and tell them that they’re worth nothing to us. Maybe, it’s okay to make the person feel like shit for a little moment just so knows what he has put you through. Maybe, it’s okay to break thing out of frustration. Maybe, it’s okay to cause a little harm to someone because nobody understands that you’re innocent. Maybe, it’s okay to curse someone out of your resentment for him. Maybe, it’s okay to backbite about that person. Maybe, it’s okay to just forget all your morals of forgiveness and second chances because you’ve already given that person a billion chances. Maybe, it’s okay to torment that person for a little while because you’re angry at him for treating you like that….
Maybe, everybody has a limit of patience. Maybe, it is valid for us to hate everyone just because one person crossed the line. Maybe, it’s valid to be brat simply because you’re tired. Maybe, it’s okay to erase their smiles just because yours have been erased. Maybe, it’s okay to put others through the same just so they know what you’ve been through….
Maybe…. Just maybe, it’s okay to be mad…