If an injustice happens in the present, I rant and rave and throw a fit but don't really do anything effective enough to stop it. Because when it comes to true assertiveness, I'm a chicken. Or it might just be that something didn't go my way. Little everyday "injustices" that happen to everybody, that's what I mean. Those, you can't really do anything to change.

Or I can very well think about the past, and find myself getting very angry or feeling hopeless. "I wouldn't be in the shape I'm in today, if such-and-such hadn't happened in the past." Which does no good, because it DID happen, nobody has invented a time machine to go back and stop it from happening, and what I've got to do now is learn how to function in spite of my disabilities.