Therapeutic swearing

I almost never swear. Its got to be a pretty ground breaking stuff before i launch into a tirade of expletives. Don't get me wrong - i'm certainly no angel, its just that i choose not to use profanity (bastard, bitch and asshole are not categorized as profanity in my vocabulary).

But there are times, like today, that i just feel like spewing it all out, preferably at the people who are the cause of the frustration. Training mature adults in the use of the Internet can be a very disturbing exercise, and it seems that the further north i go in Malaysia, the worse it gets. I was t-h-i-s close to losing it with a few of my trainees today. God knows how i managed to keep a straight face.

I think the reason why i swear so rarely is because i know what a calming effect it has on me. When i'm under tremendous stress or terribly frustrated, a few "f**k you"s and "motherf**kers" is incredibly liberating. If i were to use it more often, i think the salving effect of swearing would be lost and i just can't have that.

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