dispatch 024: angry anymore. #allthefeelings

Last week I realized I was angry.
Very, very angry.

(Too angry, as it happens, to write this newsletter. Anger paralysis?)

I wish that this lightbulb was self-illuminated but it took my brother to turn on. And underneath that harsh spotlight came a deeper realization: I’m really, really bad at being angry.

I thought all week about what it means to be angry…