This is something that I am not sure how to describe well, but, for a long time, I have wondered what triggers it and if there's a way to snap out of it, rather than just wait for it to dissipate. I used to describe it as depression, but that is wrong. The Dark seems to be the most fitting. If you know the lyrics to Paint it Black, there are days where it seems that I am living that song. I can not stand to be around Happy, be it people, decorations, events, etc. It's not reality when these moods hit. I also lose compassion for people and their pitiful, inconsequential problems. I don't understand how people can put so much importance on menial shit when the reality of this world is so f*cked. On the good days, I can let that shit roll off, but when The Dark comes, it just feeds the anger. That's another thing about The Dark, it's filled with anger. Anger at the damage done to my brothers and sisters by our enemies, by our government, and by those who are clueless, but think they know. Anger at the people going about their lives like nothing is wrong. Anger at our society for forgetting those who sacrificed their lives, breathing and not. Just so much anger. The thing that makes it end is the exhaustion. Just being too gd tired to maintain.