While talking to my dad today, he said something (in Shanghainese of course) along the lines of:

"You can't treat the refrigerator like a safe; sooner or later all the food's going to go bad anyways."

...and that when I had an epiphany! My heart is a refrigerator!

No, really, think about it! I'm not talking about your heart being physically able pump blood and stuff, but instead about it acting like a safe to harbour the secrets, grief, and annoyances that you keep to yourself.

All of it accumulates, much like food, until you can't put more in. And if you don't take some out, they'll go bad and stink up the rest of the place. So, I guess my point is: it's not healthy to not have a way of letting out the suppressed anger, grief, or sadness.

I suppose I should really take my own advice, but I don't like to burden others with my anxiety. *Sigh* I find it helps if I blog about whatever's troubling me. :)

How do you manage your anger/sadness?