By kilvnrex on Skatehive
One of the biggest flexes I used to have was that I hardly got angry, nothing ever moved me. This was my life for at least 25 years until I fell in love. I got to understand that being vulnerable to a person also gives them access to annoy you in different ways, it gives them access to hurt you and get under your skin. For about 25 years of my life I could count how many times I got angry and it wasn’t up to 10. And even with those 10 I had only lost control of myself once until I fell in love and parts of me I never knew existed were tested. And when they were tested my reaction was out of the norm. It made me realize that life indeed isn’t always white and black, and we humans carry different colours that we might not even know until they are tested for real. Photo by Nsey Benajah on Unsplash I remember the very first time I got angry, I was a teenager and that anger made me rebellious. It was so much that my mum had high BP because of me and even at that I didn’t bulge because I was