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Finally finished and caught up, I settled on the name RAGE.
As I have done before, a long description to explain what this one means
to me in Project Mindset.

__RAGE
While raged I often feel lose, but my hands warp and become stiff with tension.
Its always lurking at the surface, ready-ing to break at any point.
Often out of control, and that's how mine is.
Children are the easiest cause of my intense violent desire and the only targets I see.
Hence the dolls. I consider my rage much like an ill-ness, or an infection
not so easy to rid of from coming to the surface.
There is of course no cure for it and only small things to calm the flare ups.
I often feel blinded when raged, clenching my jaw tight.
In admitting my rage, I understand and have accepted the fact that I cannot control my self if
I ever went to far. Because when I want them silenced, there is no going back.
I promised to myself that I'd never have a child to call my own for these reasons,
until I can further find a better method to calming my demon.
I've resorted to biting my tongue to wake myself up, in hopes to breathe and see a better way
quicker then the viper in me can lash out.
___

Another part of me that is at war with itself, maybe the worst of my demons
that has come closer to ruining me then any.

(Prep for Coloring)

Description
Finally finished and caught up, I settled on the name RAGE.
As I have done before, a long description to explain what this one means
to me in Project Mindset.

__RAGE
While raged I often feel lose, but my hands warp and become stiff with tension.
Its always lurking at the surface, ready-ing to break at any point.
Often out of control, and that's how mine is.
Children are the easiest cause of my intense violent desire and the only targets I see.
Hence the dolls. I consider my rage much like an ill-ness, or an infection
not so easy to rid of from coming to the surface.
There is of course no cure for it and only small things to calm the flare ups.
I often feel blinded when raged, clenching my jaw tight.
In admitting my rage, I understand and have accepted the fact that I cannot control my self if
I ever went to far. Because when I want them silenced, there is no going back.
I promised to myself that I'd never have a child to call my own for these reasons,
until I can further find a better method to calming my demon.
I've resorted to biting my tongue to wake myself up, in hopes to breathe and see a better way
quicker then the viper in me can lash out.
___

Another part of me that is at war with itself, maybe the worst of my demons
that has come closer to ruining me then any.

(Prep for Coloring)