Why the Urge to Curse

Yesterday there was something that made me upset. One thing that needed to be done for the following week had to be delayed because of a sudden, unexpected request from the person who had the responsibility to do that. It really annoyed me. Then I cursed and cursed.😅

It actually feels good for me to curse when there is something really annoying for me, aside from the concept that I will be condemned to hell if I curse. That is my risk as a human being. However, if I don't do that, there will be something very painful in my chest. Something that I need to let go but I suppress it. It does hurt.

There are some people as old as me, or older than me, who never seem to curse when annoying things happen to them. But when they do express their anger, I will be shocked to witness their rage. They seem to hold so much anger that when it comes out, it just explodes terrifyingly. 

Those people are either still learning some emotional intelligence stuff or always suppressing their so-called negative emotions. I am not sure, but I hope other people won't feel hurt when they see their anger episodes. 

What I always want to come to mind after I curse out loud to nobody is that everything and everyone must be accepted the way they are. I don't have the right to protest or judge. I just need to let things happen naturally. Then after that, I don't have any pains in my chest anymore.