I think I know what's wrong. And while it does have a lot to do with me, there's also the "outside forces" thing. And in this case, it's just ... a bunch of little things. Like, a LOT of them. I'm just... at my wit's end. Between the constant bombardment of political matters, the constant sight of stupidity that people turn a blind eye to, the never-ending string of getting shut down in conversations no matter what they're about, and mountains being made of mole hills, it's no wonder I'm angry.