Bitter

"Oh,  please, go on. Tell me more about the new procedure that is going to add to all the other work I can't finish. No, of course, I don't mind that you will have to pass, again, on my most recent proposal to improve working conditions for everyone. Thank you for making me wait on the interminable chain of command to receive an answer that someone else will do it....in six months. Of course, it doesn't bother me that people get huffy when I take initiative...."

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But no. I'm not bitter.

No, really I'm not. You helped me.

You helped me realize that I was finally more angry than scared. Anger was always one of my weaknesses. 

I have time to work on it now though. Along with some others. 

I will accept my grey hair though. For now.