Yes, sometimes I, too, tend to smoke crack

I don't know what is wrong with me, but every now and then (and I mean this happens VERY VERY VERY rarely, like once a year IF even... perhaps once every few of years) I become absolutely irrational. I become so irritated by something so minor that my reaction is 1,000 times more dramatic than what it should be.

Tonight is definitely one of those nights. I was doing my laundry, and as soon as they finished washing, my mom decided to take them out, put them in the dryer, and then upon that ending, fold them for me. While in most cases people would find this to be a nice gesture, in this case it mad me extremely mad. I appreciate her thoughtfulness in trying to help me out, but I became SOOOOOOOOOOOOO pissed off that I could barely manage a 'thank you' (and I mean barely). I was so WILDLY pissed off that I could hardly think straight. And it's not because I don't want her seeing what kind of underwear I have or the sort, but it's because I am very particular about the way my clothes are folded, and which are folded and which aren't and what should be dried and what shouldn't be. And it just requires too much effort, because she had dried things that were not supposed to be dried, I had to REFOLD EVERYTHING and had to REDRY some stuff because..... okay anyway. Instead of people MESSING with my stuff, I'd just be 1 million times happier if they leave it alone in the first place. I was retardedly pissed off about my clothes, and there's really no reason for it. I knew it was absolutely ridiculous to be so mad, because it's just clothing, yet at the same time I could not help feeling what I was feeling. Thank god, though, that I managed not to squeeze my fists and turn all shades of purple in front of my mom. I would've felt really bad if she had known that I was pissed off at her intended thoughtful gesture.

I recall a similar situation in which my emotions were brought to an irrational extreme. This was probably 5 years ago, but my mom was making salmon. She had salmon filets, and she was baking them. She put mayonnaise on all of them, and dill on top of the mayonnaise, and wrapped them in aluminum foil, and baked them as such. Well, when she pulled the fish out of the oven and I realized what NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASTINESS she put on the salmon I was ridiculously pissed off. I was very, very upset. I would rather have just a plain salmon filet, baked in the oven with absolutely nothing on it. But I was anticipating eating the salmon, and when I saw it, I knew that there was no way I could eat it, even if I scraped the stuff off, because really, the mayonnaise had soaked into the fish. So ultimately I wouldn't be eating it. And I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOO mad and SOOOOOOOOOO upset that this rush of emotions came over me and I started to cry. ...Over fish!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is obnoxious to get that upset over fish!!!!!!

And it makes no sense. It makes no sense to me how my emotions could reach such extremes. And it's weird, because as it is happening I realize that what I am feeling is not normal and I should not be feeling that way to such an extreme, but nonetheless, I feel it. Now...thank god it only happens once every 5 years, because if it happened any more often than that I'd start wondering if I needed professional help or something. ... And so I'm trying to think... did I have a bad day today? No... The only thing I can think of is stress. I've been very stressed out lately... well the past 3 weeks, really, so it makes no sense that now I'd react this way. Perhaps it just kept building up and building up and building up and I finally just snapped. But I guess if that is the "snapping" result of a pile of stress then that's pretty good.

Ummmmmmmm.........yeah.