Drama, drama, drama ...

The following post is a reaction to last weekend's activities, and is more observation than anything else.  It's also a prolonged reaction to my recent family events.
 
Drama is fun - most people enjoy it.  It's attractive because it allows us to remove ourselves from the mundane activities that generally structure our lives.
 
At the same time, it seems that people in general have a difficult time handling stress and drama.  Instead of talking, calmly, to the person you have the issue with, people vent and involve their friends or family.
 
This is what I don't understand.  I understand getting emotional, and even irrational, with someone who you are upset with.  I get crazy-stupid with Evan when I'm feeling hurt.  I try and control it, but the emotion runs so deep it's a challenge to separate principle and logic from feeling. 
 
Many people are willing to make assumptions based on second or third-hand information as long as it comes from a seemingly trust worthy source.  I must include myself in this given the way I handled things with my mother and sister recently.  I still feel like a stupid-ass.
 
And I'm still reacting to it. 
 
I don't like assuming anything about anyone anymore, which makes me slightly more confrontational.  Perception is too tricky a thing to allow someone else to do for you.  Others can stain your own feelings/thoughts on the matter.
 
Why are we so afraid to talk to those who have wounded us, or made us angry?  Why is it that we seek advice from people who didn't participate in the event itself?  Is confrontation supposed to be a big spectacle where people scream and shout at one another?  It always was in my family, but we already know they are screwed up.