One of my favorite moments in life is when my sanity is pushed to the breaking point, and when I snap I get at least one of the following statements:
“Where’d that come from?” “Why are you mad/sad all of a sudden?” “What just happened? You were fine a second ago.” Bleh bleh bleh. (Also, I’m kidding, I hate this happening).
It didn’t come suddenly.
That’s what people don’t seem to understand.
Do you know why a small crack in a dam is so dangerous? Because it can spiderweb, crack some more, and eventually break the whole dam, drowning everything in its path.
People are dams.
When they explode, it was the final crack before the dam burst.
And because the person was only there to witness one crack, they defensive, confused, even angry. Not understanding that there may be more to it than telling someone the printer is out of ink, resulting in a machine gun fire of profanities and crying.
Most of the time we don’t know when our dam will burst or what will do it. That’s why it’s called a snap: it’s sudden.
I, personally, feel like I’m only a couple of cracks away from a dam burst.