I get upset a lot. I get upset all the time. I get upset several times a week or several times a day.
I can be happy and sad all in the same 10 minutes.
I can curse and swear and spit and stomp. I can laugh and hug and thank the God of all the Earth and Sky and have joy in my heart. All of this can happen side by side. I won’t lie.
I want to express myself and usually do. I often say too much or say it too loud. If I lived in another time I might be done living by now. They would take care of me. I am still here for now so I will keep on talking and yelling and painting out words for YOU to read.
I want to speak loudly and share my thoughts. Red paint slightly pink and an old crackly brush will do the trick. You do not have to read or listen or respond but I do have to talk and paint.
I work through it.
I am not upset.