I realized I still suffer from thin-skinness over some trivial situations, and sometimes I get furious over people who ain't worth a fucking dime, although I consciously try to calm myself down, I still feel angry.

For example, last week I was shopping and some 50 year old fat pig bitch stopped the cart sideways and blocked the other side with her fatass flabs. I shoved the cart vertically so I can pass and it touched her and she started chasing me and insulting me and started doing shit to my groceries.

I was really angry if I could I'd punch her and crush her ugly face with my fists she'd lose her discs as she falls, but 10 spectators were spectating me with a white knight gonna-punch-you if you fight back attitude, so I was like fuck it. I got anxious and responded in a very crappy emasculated tone which I still feel I should've yelled at her so bad until this day. I was anxious that day and my mood was crappy so I couldn't yell back at her for some reason.

But again, that bitch is a crappy low-class ghetto who goes by her day putting others down, she has no degree and is blocking the fucking spot, why is she renting space in my head?