1324: Fury

I hate anger in all its forms — whether it’s directed at me, coming from me or going on around me.

I’m not entirely sure where this feeling comes from — perhaps there’s some sort of deep-seated trauma from some event in my past that I’m repressing — but it means I’ve always felt enormously uncomfortable whenever there’s any sort of anger present near me, whether “near” means physically close to me or simply within my frame of awareness thanks to the Internet.

I remember getting extremely upset any time my parents would have an argument when I was little. However much I was assured that it was a natural part of any relationship, it still always filled me with anxiety. I felt that same feeling of anxiety whenever I got angry at school — usually the result of being bullied — and fearing that I’d lose control. And I feel the same thing today whenever there’s anger around me — or coming from me. I get uncomfortable, restless — even physically shaky at times if I’m the one expressing anger — and I hate it.

Consequently, I find it increasingly difficult to deal with the seemingly-constant fury that comes from certain quarters of the Internet. If it’s not one thing, it’s another — there’s always something out there pissing someone off, and they always want to talk about it at great length, usually with some sort of public shaming involved. And I just can’t deal with it, frankly.

The natural response is, of course, to simply switch off, walk away or unfollow these people altogether but that brings with it a whole host of modern etiquette questions that we simply didn’t used to have to worry about. If I unfollow, for example, a Twitter user who is mostly a decent person but who occasionally descends into mouth-frothing zealotry any time certain topics come up — to what I consider an unreasonable degree, regardless of how valid their points are — what will they think of me? What do I say if I ask them why I unfollowed them, assuming they notice? Am I honest about it? Or do I make up some lie about that probably fictional Twitter bug that makes it “randomly unfollow” people every so often? (Oh shit, did I let the cat out of the bag? Sorry.)

I am overthinking this issue, I’m sure; if people make me uncomfortable, I should just take myself out of that situation and prevent myself from getting drawn into something that would make me even more uncomfortable. The consequences I worry about might not even happen at all; if they do, I just have to deal with them. The fact I’m unable to participate in some discussions as a result is probably a good thing in the long term — there are plenty of other things out there that I can engage with, so I should focus my attention on those rather than things that make me anxious or uncomfortable.

This self-indulgent stream of consciousness brought to you by Internet Rage. Now I’m off to go and play Corpse Party in bed. Good night.