Quote: So here’s why I’m angry, in diminishing order of anger: I’m angry because she thinks I aspire to be (and apparently already am) a lazy slob. I’m disturbed that she thinks she “knows” why I liked this movie. And I’m mildly annoyed, but not surprised, that she spoke of the Focker’s sexual relationship with disdain.
I'd venture to say you aren't really feeling angry, per se, but unexpectedly hit from out of left field, devalued, diminished, put-down, minimized and DISrespected... all of which lead to anger. I'd say you are normal.
As Keb Mo sings...
That's not love love don't feel that bad.
No, that's not love, it don't feel that sad.
No, that's not love, cause you don't feel good inside.
