I've never really felt comfortable expressing my anger,. Maybe out of guilt, as I've normally been catagorized as a more upbeat person, or because I've only really seen it expressed volatilly in my home life growing up. And there's never anything positive that comes out of it in the movies and tv shows. Just a bunch of violence and suffering, emotional and otherwise. So, I hate to be mean, but sometimes this mean person just comes out of me. I try and hold her inside, but she alights from all the social injustes and rediculousness of some ignorant people, as well as because of all the assholes out there. So then I feel bad because I've rather spread love, not hate, as has always been my true underlying unspoken motto. So, what do I do with this anger? Go for long walks, engage in relaxing substances, write, exercise, sleep, break shh, I don't know. It's really taxing though. W, if you read my other post from today ("Mental Health day"), then you'll know what I'm talking about. Not to mention the monkey on my back that is my mother. I hate to think of having to talk to her today. Too much added pressure. Anyway, I end up wearing myself out.