Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Fee Fie Fo Fum...

an⋅ger

–noun
1. a strong feeling of displeasure and belligerence aroused by a wrong; wrath; ire.
2. Chiefly British Dialect. pain or smart, as of a sore.
3. Obsolete. grief; trouble.
–verb (used with object)
4. to arouse anger or wrath in.
5. Chiefly British Dialect. to cause to smart; inflame.

–verb (used without object)
6. to become angry: He angers with little provocation.

It's funny. I sit here and read that definition and somehow I can not help but feel that it is unmistakeably inadequate. Bland. It's almost as if the word is being underestimated. It's not being given it's due respect. It's awe, majesty, it's sheer awesomeness is being disregarded. In other words, it's power.

Anger is much, much more than that definition makes it seem. Anyone who has ever felt it, and by that I mean everyone on this planet, knows that anger is a power to fear and to respect. It is also, understandably, one of the most destructive forces on this planet. It can create as well but rarely can it do it's best as when it's destroying. It can destroy lives, relationship and even whole countries if allowed.

I speak from experience on some of these manners, of course.

I am very passionate. Anyone who is would know that hand in hand with that comes anger. I get angry so easily. I get indignant so easily. As soon as I feel that there has been some form of "injustice" committed against me then I go off like Pompeii's volcano.

Yes, I know, that is most definitely not a good thing. I know it. Everyone who knows me knows it. But in my moments of anger I tend to very conveniently forget.

(Take note some of you unaware fools, I am admitting a serious fault).

I hurt the feelings of those around me. Yes, many times they hurt mine. I'm not saying that I don't have a right to feel angry. It's how I deal with it that puts me at fault. I explode. I yell. I get, as part of that pissy definition says, belligerent. I have to admit no matter how much it hurts my pride, who in their right mind would actually want to listen to that?

What I'm saying is, and I'm really striving to keep this short, that people like me with anger issues need to find a new way to deal with the anger no matter how justified it is. You will never get what you want out of another person by yelling at them. I'm sure that in the moments you've been yelled at it only makes you want to do the opposite of what you are being told to do in that one moment. Well then it's not hard to imagine what that person is feeling when it's you doing the yelling. Get it?

Yes, I am a firm advocate for the putting yourself in the other persons' shows thing.

Now I'd like to tell you that I've already magically, and very intelligently, found the solution to this problem. I'd love to give you step by step instructions to follow that would point you in the right direction towards complete anger control. I can't. I humbly admit that I can't. I have only begun to try and do so. I'm still learning how to crawl in this process.

Not only that but everyone is different. We all feel on different levels therefore we all respond differently. What is the best advice that I can give for now?

The same as always. Think. Try and think before you act. Think before you blow up. Try maybe writing down why you feel so hurt that you need to lose control. See if it's rational by putting it down on paper. And if it is, if you have every reason, well then do so in the best diplomatic manner as possible. That might not guarantee that you'll get what you want out of it but at least you'll get that person to listen.

In this selfish day and age it's the most we can really ask for anyway.

Nyddi, out.





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