Oh, jeez. That was such a GIANT part of my decade-long depression. I didn’t get better - well, cured - until I was able to externally vent the anger that I felt. I had that “it’s all on me” feeling and I was angry with myself, myself, only with myself. I only slowly realized that others were not just complacent in killing those that I loved but were active participants with an agenda.

So, I became angry and it was a cleansing fire.

Sometimes - and let me address the OP, too - anger can be a very good thing. Cathartic, you know? There’s that ancient platitude - ‘depression is anger turned inside out’ - but I think, now, that there is something true in that (embarrassing banal) phrase. And I think that one can find healthy outlets for anger that don’t include trying to suck the souls from your adversaries.

I am still mean, sometimes. And I carry an anger against those who would hurt me or my friends. Blatant stupidity can still set my gentile destruction off.

I think, though, that I am psychologically better for being able to express my anger calmly (even if, sometimes, cruelly) rather than internalizing it.

Interesting topic. Cruel to be kind.