I am frustrated by my inability to express my anger.
I detest being overlooked, yet I choose to overlook it myself.
It angers me that others assume I am indifferent.
My silence does not equate to ignorance.
I resent that they remain unaware of the pain they inflict upon me, and I loathe that I cannot articulate the extent of that hurt.
I am upset that I cannot express my anger, fearing that doing so would label me as unkind, selfish, or rude.
They...