Today's OneWord: Wrath

No one expects the wrath of the self. The self that chews away at the marrow in your bones, and the doctors tell you that all you can do is appease it. Feed it drugs. Talk about it. Talk to it. Beg for it to stop. Nowhere do they teach you how to defang it - or train it to gnaw on something less vital to your sustenance. They don't teach you to hold the self and kiss it and tell it it's beautiful. Because then they wouldn't make money off of it.