@macha said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
I too, had an anger issue. I was a little raging Wolverine, at times when I got pushed too far. (who knew being abused would make me lash out. /s ) (That is obviously not her reason.)
Actually, she isn't really the angry sort. Based on her diagnosis, she has difficult controlling her emotions, quite literally. She can get very sad and very happy and very angry. I am told it is part of her spectrum, along with her uncanny ability with language (her Spanish teacher has told us she is nearly fluent at the first grade level for native speakers, and neither I nor my partner speak it any better than 'yo quiero taco bell').
I pity the fools that get her truly mad. Between TKD, hip hop dance, and biking an hour a day, she has legs of frackin' steel. I have no doubt that a kick in the groin to some poor boy would result in a hospital visit. Me, though, I don't really care, but, sometimes, if the wookiee wants a double-chocolate muffin, let the wookiee win.
