Now

Posted in Uncategorized on May 13, 2012 by Bernabe

I feel like I’m becoming more impatient as I grow older. Is it because of my job? Am I pressured to be more pro-active? To be hot headed? To not wait? Could work really change a person’s personality? I always had the idea that people don’t change, no matter what. Does this mean that I have always been impatient? Am I just realizing how impatient I can actually be?

I just got really impatient earlier today in class. As usual, Sunday, part-time MBA course, sitting at the back of the classroom, trying to pretend to be listening to the lecturer. Financial Management was the class that I’m in. Its like going back home after you have left for a few years. I majored in Finance and Banking for my bachelor’s degree so this was my comfort zone. Yet, I don’t feel comfortable taking this class. Right after being told the assignments required in order to pass the course, a flash of irritation hit me. I was irritated. Do I have to all this again? These assignments? For what? Am I not busy enough with work? With closing accounts? What made it worse was one of my colleagues, acting as if he knew better in Finance. He was not professionally trained in Finance but acted as if he knew everything. Maybe he did. But that just irritated me. I might have unintentionally lashed out by being sarcastic during the group meeting for the assignment.

I hate who I think I am or turning into. An impatient person… 

 

Anger

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on October 31, 2009 by Bernabe

I have read several articles about anger and how to manage it. It is usually about how to improve your mood, and make you feel better, usually involves listening to calm music or watching/reading comedy. I’m somewhat not in the best mood right now, and I’m actually worst off after considering those ideas.

What if I don’t want to feel better?

What if I’m OK with holding this grudge, for as long as possible?

Sometimes I’m afraid that if I let it go, everything would turn back to what it used to be.

I don’t want that. The damage is done, no matter what, the scar is there and it still hurts.

If everything goes back to normal, it would seem as if nothing happened.

The blood stain would be wiped off and everything would be clean and shiny again.

If that happens, I’m pretty sure that the same old scars would eventually be cut deeper.

Better to keep the grudge in and be consciously aware that the scars exist, so that every time we see each other, the scars remind us of our conflict.

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To me, when I feel a lot of anger, I feel this burning-like sensation in my chest. At times I hate it, however there are times that I need it.

It makes me reflect on my decisions, actions and it also reminds me of my objectives in life.

After all, I am only who I am right now, because of the grudges I piled up inside me since the day I lost my innocence.

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