I would say my work has suffered, if that were not an understatement. It has temporarily stopped, for lately I have been troubled with fits of anger, red rage springing from a well deep in my spirit.
This is nothing new, sadly. I’ve had trouble with this for several years now. I still don’t know where it springs from. But it keeps me from feeling God’s presence; this sin separates me from Him (along with a host of others, I know — I’m human, after all). Almost worst of all, I get so angry that I fear I’ll hurt those around me.