[Reyoki]

Der person,

I am normally a calm, collected, friendly person. However, it is possible to push my buttons. You see, for many years now, I have had this seething pit of bubbling rage festering deep within the core of my being. Now, most of the time I'm able to keep it in check. However, it is becoming quite apparent that the methods I've been using are no longer as effective as they've been in the past. In recent times, I have merely been distancing myself from the things that enrage me. However, this tactic has been less and less effective, as it allows me to dwell upon those things which enrage me.

It is only a matter of time before this pit of rage bubbles over and I do something horrific and unspeakable. If the increased amount of tension headaches is any indication, that time may be very soon. I wonder what it will be that sets me over the edge? Perhaps an unruly child in a store, restaurant, or theater. Perhaps an incompetent or inconsiderate driver. Perhaps even my own relatives. All I know for certain is that, if I cannot find a more suitable outlet for my temper, I am going to unleash my rage very violently on those around me.

Oh, I believe I can see the carnage now. The house's electronics lie in shatters across the charred remains of our home. Friends, family, neighbors, and their pets are all bloodied and bruised, if not dead or dying. Police vehicles line the streets where the carnage began. But where am I? Why, I am that bullet-ridden corpse over there, the shrieks of my unbridled fury still echoing through the minds of the survivors, only to be drowned out by the sound of a train leaving the nearby railroad yard.

Therefore, do not test my patience, and do try to use common sense. I am a sleeping bear and should not be poked, for you do not know if I will simply roll over and go back to sleep or rise up and maul your fucking face off.

Sincerely,
The Dragon Lady