detached anger

and so the recent events have led me to realize that perhaps this anger is of a detached kind, the kind that made my blood boil for no reason, and yet, it is its not like i was the one at a loss, so i cant really tell why this is wrong or on how so many levels, this is just unjust.

perhaps a detached kind of emotion is what i should begin to master. i must master the art of deception, deceiving even myself into thinking that it does not really matter or that i dont really care. perhaps when i have mastered detachment, you can tell me that we can end this.

until then, i will keep pretending.