I live in Los Angeles, the home of self love and embracing yourself.

Everything is great. It’s how you look at things.

Half full. Everything is half full.

You’re not having a bad day. You’re just having a bad moment.

Oh, don’t get angry. Process it and learn your triggers.

I’m so tired of this.

1. It’s okay to be angry.

It’s okay to be pissed off. It’s okay to hate somebody.

It’s okay to want to get angry and beat somebody up and fucking tear them to pieces and have a moment like that because we’re only human.

It’s okay to let it all out. It’s okay to scream. It’s okay to wonder why life doesn’t have your back.

I am so tired of everything being rationalized and being so cautious of what you say to the universe because God is listening, and you’re never going to grow unless you’re fucking happy all the time.

2. When’s the last time you got really angry?

When’s the last time you screamed and you yelled and you fucking took out all your aggression on a stuffed animal, a pillow, a wall, whatever it might be?

My God, we live in a culture that doesn’t even allow us to express things anymore. Love yourself, love everything, be loved.

Sometimes, you just want to be angry.

Sometimes, you just want to be pissed off at people, pissed off at things.

It’s perfectly okay. It really is. There’s no reason to always be so positive and upbeat all the fucking time. It’s not humanly possible. And for those of you that are, I’m calling you out on your bullshit.

3. You’re brainwashed.

Life is not a bed of roses 24/7. Life is not fucking perfect all the time. It doesn’t work that way. You don’t always get what you want. Life doesn’t always give you what you want. And you can have positive thoughts and positive affirmations, and you can still be fucking broke.

You can believe that love is coming. You can believe that you’re going to meet somebody great. You can go out of 50 bad dates, and you can wonder why the hell has this person not been delivered yet. You can be pissed off and angry about that.

It’s okay to be angry, not every single day, but it’s okay to be angry one day. It’s okay to have a shitty day. It’s perfectly fine. But we don’t let ourselves be that. We read all these self-help books and listen to all these self-help junkies and hear our friends spin positive tales and tell us we’re wrong when we’re angry. But in reality, we’re just bubbling deep inside.

We’re a society that posts things on Facebook, but in reality, we’re just all going to fucking erupt one day. Why do you think, when someone cuts you off in traffic, and you fucking lash out, you give them the finger? You’re not giving them the finger. You’re not lashing out at them. You’re lashing out at all the fucking things in your life that piss you off that you’re not allowed to be angry about.

Why do you think it bothers you so much when somebody’s at a stop light and they don’t go, and you have to honk your horn, and you lay on that horn? Because you’re laying on that horn because you’re pissed off and angry about all the things in your life that you allow to not get out, the things that bother you, the things that you do not express. Express your anger. Get it out. Let it out.

Stop holding it inside all the time, because then you just let it out on all the wrong people. And when you let it out on all the wrong people, that’s when it doesn’t work.

It’s okay to be pissed off. It’s okay to be angry. And it’s okay to have an angry day because that makes you human, and that makes you real.