All's well, ends well?

It's been quite a while since I blogged. Well, something bad (I mean real bad) cropped over last Wednesday, so I sort of gave myself a self-automated, communication freeze. Gave myself to think over what I did, weigh out the facts, faults, keep out negative stuff like rage and such, and think deep.

Well for me, I am mostly at fault for this. I rarely get angry, but when I do, I just don't know what to do. I really don't have a liking confronting someone about his flaws, who knows, it might turn ugly, or even worse. Call me a coward or something near to that, but when I knew about someone's other blog that lets you thrash out your anger, frustrations, rage, and such on a almost unknown webpage, that has only one link, I decided to give it a try.

This gave myself a self-proclaimed nickname of Backstabbing Bastard, but for a bad reason, I felt good. It's like writing something bad on a piece of paper, except for the part where you throw it away into somewhere you don't know.

I regret that, but I'll take it as a lesson in life I could not forget. I have talked it out, made myself clear on what I did, and the thoughts that invoked it, and also the explaining my views on those happenings that triggered those thoughts. I will not know how good, or bad it will turn out, but I have tried, that's the best I can do. If the hate and frustratations still persist, it can't be helped. No human is perfect.

With this step, I shall continue treading on in my path to a life story that I write myself. Weaved together with my family, my friends, and my aquaintances.