When I start feeling that way (and I do, a lot), I'll jump on the computer and write an essay. Nothing intellectual or anything. Even if it's just 2,000 words on why I liked season 5 of Buffy, or why the new layout of my grocery store is dumb, or questioning the validity of my cat's demands, it'll give me a sense of, "I have expressed something, fully and with competence." Some days I really need to be reminded that I do actually have the ability to take the thoughts in my head and send them out into the world. I wish that could be verbal speech, but it's okay that it isn't.