An Anger that Overwhelms. I just watched my brother tear into my mother for no apparent reason. Any time that happens, one thing overcomes me.

Blind Rage.

To add the whipped cream and cherry to the proverbial sundae, he did it in a completely inappropriate setting. The shittiest thing about my brother: You can talk back when he is in that 'zone' and he will never hear you no matter how loud or soft you speak. It makes no difference.

I have realized something today. I don't know the root of it, but I will with some investigation. I need to dig deeper, but the blind rage is preventing me from doing that. The only thing left to do now is sleep.  ¶ 7:42 PM