Sometimes it is not until anger is felt about what another’s action or inaction has done to us that we can remove ourselves from under the shadow.
Until that moment the toxicity of their behaviour, their lies or deceit, overwhelms us like a blanket of polluted fog – so thick that it is impenetrable, and we are deprived of oxygen, slowly sinking into a stupor. Unable to stand up, to step away, to get on with our lives.
I have been breathing in the toxicity of another’s actions.
I have watched those around me become engulfed by the pollution.
I was overwhelmed once more with acrid smell and mind altering capabilities, preventing me from having anything but confused thoughts.
I was aware of my attempts to dull the pain, and I began to slip from consciousness.
A gust of wind blew away the toxic air engulfing me.
The gust, a thought.
damn this toxicity.
the wind was anger. It began to blow
The energy created enabled movement, and awakening and a regaining of consciousness.
The energy propelled me from my stupor. The wind provided clear air to breathe.
When the fog returns again
No longer will I retreat.
I will stand my ground breathing deep breaths of anger
I will not be overcome.