All This Anger

I don't blame you men. I am a woman, even I don't know what I want. But I do know this: I have a lot of emotions, and when these emotions surge in at unexpected time, I want you to stick around and not go into your safe shell of ignoring me. Choose every little word that you reply with, carefully. As if you are treading on a minefield. As if you're holding a very fragile piece of porcelain. Put on your bullet-proof vest, and stand your ground around the exploding entity that is me. I have made it clear to you that I HATE being left alone when I am in a fury. I have explicitly told you that I don't want to be left alone.

There is no worse feeling than being left alone.