Frustration – Philosophy Time!

‘Sup reader? Yeah I know I don’t usually start off with that but hey, everyone needs a change once in awhile, right? Yeah, you know I’m right so stop complaining. Most of this post is going to be meaningless drivel and some lines of philosophical HTML code disguised as plain text so if your a casual reader who just happened to ‘stumble upon’ this then be prepared to have the logical side of your mind blown away…or leave. Seriously. Just kidding. If I could make my blog your homepage I would! That’s a suggestion to all of you who haven’t done so yet, by the way. Anyway, I finally found out why my last post sucked so much! I reasoned for the best half of an hour (yeah just for you guys…feel special…NOW!) and came to the conclusion that no-one likes a post about me lying in bed and doing nothing…so I won’t do posts about my day if that’s all I’ve done for the best part of the day…which is why you won’t get a long story out of this post either. Yep, you heard me. No long posts about my snoring (I don’t snore, seriously). Aren’t you glad!

So, getting back to the post, today I thought I’d talk, type, relay or whatever you call it…about frustration.

Have you ever felt frustrated for along period of time? Years even? Did you withdraw from all those who you felt were responsible for that frustration so they can’t cause more? Do you remember what caused your frustration? Maybe someone lied to you. Maybe someone kept something from you. Maybe you needed un-accessible answers. Either way, whatever the circumstances, you were frustrated.

Frustration isn’t a nice thing to feel, I’ll testify to that, and it, in some people, can take root so deep that is morphs into bitter resentment towards the source of the frustration. It also holds great power. The once bubbly, happy go-lucky guy/girl you used to know is suddenly replaced with a dark foreboding figure who, whenever you try to get close, shuns you and turns in the other direction. It can change a persons morale, dress, character and complete personality, even. Frustration holds the power to do many things, I’ll admit that, but it also has an authority over it. The person in which is dwells. The person in which the frustration has taken root has the power to either contain or expel the feelings within. Unfortunately the latter is often chosen. Containing your frustration only helps it grow and escalate to abnormal proportions and can either do two things: Sink the person into a state of depression and drag those in who are around or, in most cases, bring itself out in anger, hurting those close to the victim of the frustration who often have no connection to the source of their anger. Given the chance, the first consequence of containing frustration will often lead to suicide and the latter consequence leading to an angry psychotic mass-murderer. Most of the times the victims of frustration blame their actions on the source but, as they fail to realise, pain, anger and frustration are all a part of life. It comes in the package. They all had the chance to let out their anger and therefore stop their actions and reactions. All anger is just a heightened and almost twisted form of frustration, too. Many don’t think of frustration this way and place it and anger in two completely different sections where they don’t rightfully belong. All anger comes from frustration and all frustration, if dwelt on, leads to anger. Many people, when they realise they need help and are humble enough to accept it, go for counselling and it often helps them a great deal. Another thing which they usually assume, however, is that counselling will solver the problem. This theory is completely wrong and should not be endorsed by any person at all. No amour of counselling can expel frustration. It may help but, ultimately, you have to choose whether to let it go or not. You can talk and pour out your feelings with an counsellor till your face turns blue but you may still have your anger inside, unwilling to let go. The key is to want to let it go and then go for help because, whilst you are still in that stage of dwelling on it, no one can help you.

There! Done! Good philosophy, eh? Ok maybe some of it was slightly dodgy but I doubt you could to any better! I didn’t take a course in philosophy! What’s that, reader? You think you could do a better explanation?! Go ahead then! I’d like to see you try!

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No hard feelings and all but I think your attempt failed…I mean I can’t even see one letter. Better luck next time then, eh? I’m glad we’re back on even terms, anyway. Or at least we’re on good terms until I miss my next post time.

*shudder*

Might as well do the out-tro then since this post has officially come to an end. What? You don’t want me to finish? Aw you’re so sweet but seriously I need to go. You’ll have to wait till tomorrow. I know I never keep my word but sometimes things come up. You known what I mean? No, the thing that came up was not a lie in…I genuinely had something to do. I’m getting off track pretending like you can actually respond, anyway. So, without further ado, I will now graciously end this mighty post of darkness.

Bless your face. If you coughed or sneezed during the reading of this article then bless you.

Peace Off!

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