Getting cranked up, irritated, agitated, hot and bothered?Anger. Is it your nature or is a big part of it where you live? If you travel a long distance to work in a city, living in the suburbs because of the home price tags being lower the further out you go, that drive is a stressor. You are upset with the long line of traffic and breakdown ahead on the the way in this morning. And slowly like a pressure cooker, getting uptight, upset, angry. You know there is nothing good that comes out of the anger. You also now know you should have left earlier for work or taken a different route. (Spinning radio dial..looking for a helicopter traffic report).
Sometimes the anger that makes you feel flat, listless the rest of the day from a meltdown may make you realize the cause if not bad parenting, poor dna but living in a place that is loaded with anger minefields. Another example of being a city mouse and causing anger easily, is your car.
If you drive a beater, you don't care if a shopping cart pinstripes the side of it because the door colors don't match anyway.The Yugo, Gremlin, Pinto or Vega you drive is not something a car jacker wants to steal so it is always waiting for you when you come out of Target, Walmart, a big box store. But if you had a prize possession you worked hard for and have ten more years of payments on like an Alpha One Hummer, suddenly the missing mirror that was ripped off for the fun of it, the keying of the side with "Jimmy loves Susie" triggers a rage, a jaw dropping, tongue hanging rampage to find the culprit. All this stress, having to carry a taser, paying a huge mortgage, having an insurance cinderblock around your neck..It is worth it? Nice Hummer, great home, super collection of toys in the garage...but just stuff and your insides are stewing more than they are singing. Ulcers, depression, the life conveyor belt under your feet is moving faster and faster. What stops it, how do you get off? A stroke, divorce, bankruptcy, a criminal conviction for assaulting another motorist or the kid who keyed your Hummer?
Eating on the run thru the drive thrus along the way...watching a stomach tire develop around your waist, pulling out the few hairs you have left. And when you look in the mirror...wow...do you look old and Grecian formula is not going to tip the scales of time back to the age printed on the license you sit on. Getting home late, leaving early and missing your family that is growing up without you..are you happy? Country living, slower paced, sane, healthy, fun. Maine...can you hear it calling your name? Maine...get here just as fast as you can. Less people but ones that wave at you, hold doors open, stop to help and care about each other. No home alarms to remember the code for. Heck, I have no idea where the key to my house door is..we don't lock doors in a state that is the 4th lowest crime statistic. Northern Maine has 11 people per square mile. Folks respect each other's property, feelings, families. The small town communities help each other, care about others, volunteer and beam with local pride. Is that what the doctor ordered to get back the old you...the one that was fun to be around, did not get angry and enjoyed life once upon a time not so long ago?