rage

I flew into a rage last night. I live with someone who has excellent qualities, but who is also very critical and something of a perfectionist A-type personality. I'm basically laid back (after all, can two A-types really live together?). Most days I can hold down my emotions in the face of what I consider nit-picky, controlling, demanding criticism/comments/commands. Last night I was tired and I'd had enough. I pretty much made and ass of myself. What an unholy mess. I wish I have a better sense of humor. I wish I could remember that our Lord suffered the greatest of injustices without retaliation and therefore I ought not to rage so much. I wish that next time, I'd just quietly leave and take a long walk through the neighborhood and I wish this person would leave me alone to do that.