I have been particularly angry lately (more than usual) and it has really been affecting every part of my life.  I am irritable.  I snap at people for mundane things.  I am intolerant of imperfection.  So much, that I have had to really take a look at it.

The loss of Tainted and those whom I cared about has left me angry.  I built that company from the ground up and it was my life, literally.  I worked day in and day out for years strategizing and building.  I invested my soul into its operations and gave everything I had to making it work.  It is gone.  I have been decimated in the process.  I have lost my purpose.  I miss it dearly.  It will never be the same.  No matter how much I rebuild.  No matter if I am able to succeed in navigating my way back to producing cannabis edibles in the future, it will never be the same.  It may be better. It may be worse. But it will never be the same.

I know that somewhere inside I have to let it go.  I cannot let this anger consume me.  I can not let my sense of loss get the best of me.  Yet I sit here now....angry.  I have began to rebuild my life and I have a lot to be thankful for, I know.  But that does not make me any less angry.  It is a consolation prize.  

I am mad at the injustices and the needless pain inflicted on me and my family.  Those motherfuckers at the DEA owe me an apology.  They lied and cheated to smear my good name and I am fucking pissed.  Who the fuck are they to me.  Nobodies.  A bunch of losers that need a band of twenty dudes and some assault weapons to take down the "Candy Cartel."  Fuck 'em.

Yes.  I am angry.  Maybe I will always be this angry, but I have got to find a way to move on and not let the anger consume me.  I am better than that.  I apologize to those who have had to deal with me during this period of anger and rage.  I am working on it, so give me a minute.