I just looked up wolves. I used to have these terrible nightmares as a child that I was being chased by wolves.

I'm thinking now that it might reflect my fear of anger, in myself and others. Even now, whenever I hear arguing in my house I go to my room,
Close the door and sit on the floor somewhere. If it gets really bad I might start crying.

I don't know why it freaks me out so much; It just does. I've always had a terrible relationship with anger.
Probably because my sister used to get so angry at me all the time. No. I'm not going to write about that. I've written about that way too many times.

I don't really have anything else to write about so I'll just stop.
I'll try to keep writing as often as I can. Just keep going from day to day. Get past all these...I don't know. I don't know what I'm saying so I'll stop now.