The kind of anger that can only by caused by someone who both knows you well enough to know where every button lies and cares so little for you they're more than willing to push every button to get what they want.
The kind of anger that makes it impossible to think clearly, act clearly or do anything more than just stew in your own bile.
Even thoughts of cancer can't get through that sort of barrier.
So in celebration of my anger, and the distraction it's provided from the cancer, I'm going to have a little party and post a music video. If I listen to it a few thousand times, maybe I'll calm down and can get back to dealing with something important -- like preparing for whatever the next phase of cancer treatment, which starts tomorrow, is going to bring.
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