Problem

You have issues. Yes, you.
I have problems, he has issues, she has problems.
We, she, him, they, us. We're all a herd of cattle getting branded by the demons that haunt our souls.
Better be careful who you tell your problems to, not many actually care.
But you see this is a website after all, to express our feelings, so that is what I am going to do.
My nana, an amazing strong woman, standing only at 5'3" was a huge part of my life.
She helped raise me when my mother had to work the long shifts, she made pies with me, and took a walk with me to the park when I was little and accidently killed my pet lovebird.
She's gone now.
Passed away the day after I graduated.
Now this isn't a sob story. It's simple.
I had made a promise to her, though she won't ever be able to know of it, to become a better person.
My anger spreads like a virus. Infecting every cell in my body.
A innocent puppy turned into a savage wolf at the drop of a dime.
The past few months I've been good, keeping I'm check and hiding the monster.
But, the way I snap so quick at the ones I love, it..it scares me.
I can't go back to the way I was before.
That personality was toxic, destroying everything it came into contact with.
I feel sorry for those who knew me then, I wish I could have somehow met them now.
I'm going to college for pre-vet in the fall, and on my way to working at Payless, this can't happen again.
I can't talk to my friends, because I don't have any. Yes people like me but I feel like it's more superficial than sentimental.
This demon, this monster, I can't choke it down.
It keeps coming up like vomit.
I just...
I can't be a mistake anymore.