Huge

Tonight my emotions were very big for something that, in hindsight, was really quite small.
I felt out of control and icky and all I wanted to do was cry. I did. It felt nice.
I've been working so hard on taking things in stride, being sensitive to all sides to something, and working on 'playing fair' when it comes to differences in ideas or perceptions.
I wasn't in the mood for any of that 'good person' shit tonight.
I enjoyed being frustrated and flustered. I enjoyed not thinking about what the frustration really rooted from. Ok, actually I did but I genuinely enjoy figuring out the deeper reason why things irk me and so I eventually allowed myself to talk that through.
I enjoyed being payed attention to by my parents and pseudo-Grandma.
I liked my little outburst, thank you very much.
And now I'm ready to be done with it.