-What are you like when you’re furious?
-I’m rarely angry.
-But when you are?
-I’ll snap at you, and then I feel bad for having done. You?
-It takes a lot for me to get mad, but I go silent and blank. You could pass me in a 5-inch-wide hallway and we wouldn’t touch.
-Oh yes. That would hurt me.
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7 thoughts on “Anger Management”
Yup, that’s my super-power. When I cut you off, we are D.O.N.E. And in that 5-inch hallway, I won’t see you either…Not proud of the ability, nor do I celebrate it in any way, it’s just the way I’m wired.
I’m COLD as ice, baby.
It takes a lot to get me to furious. My anger management strategy is that when I am furious, I retreat, (and obsess every little detail of the problem). I try to stay cordial if it’s necessary to interact, and this may be interpreted as cool, but it’s the best I can do until I calm down and get a little perspective. It depends on the situation, but if I feel betrayed or deeply hurt by someone I trust and care about, there is almost no way back to where we were before. Even though I hardly ever follow this advice, I always think of the quote, “When people show you who they are, believe them the first time.”
Takes a lot to get me furious but when I reach that point I can hold onto my anger for a long time…especially if I don’t receive an apology when I feel one is due. I have to hear the words or the actions mean nothing. Funny how powerful “words” can be, they have the power to hurt or heal. 🙂
If I’m yelling, I haven’t gotten to “furious” yet, and you don’t have to worry. But when I start talking through clenched teeth? You’d better sit up straight and listen! I also have really scary Angry Eyes, to the point that I have to be careful with them. My daughter is very sensitive and, in real life!, too harsh of a look can devastate her.
The worst is when the cold fury is directed at someone, but only because they’re the only one in sight.
I can go cold because I’m scared or hurt or frustrated due to circumstances that are in absolutely NO ONE’s control. Working my ass off to fix this.
When annoyed (or tired)I get snippy. When truly angry, I shut down. On the very, very few occassions in my adult life that I’ve been enraged, I have thrown things without even reaizing they were leaving my hand. In the immediate aftermath I was shocked that I had done it. Then when it sunk in I was scared because I glimpsed that part of my father that I have distanced myself from him over in me. But I am stronger than he is and I control my anger rather than being controlled by it.