I spent 20 years being angry.
I hope not over one thing... That's a long time to hold a grudge.
Yes, something very unfair and difficult. I was wronged. The lesson, though, is that my own anger also poisoned me.
I'm angry all the time. A lot of people in their 30's and 40's believe it or not still live at home with mommy still washing their underwear and making them dinner. Those are the ones you see on here mouthing off, caps lock on, have no idea what they are talking about, can't spell a word even using a spell check. Those are the guys that have nothing to worry about. No bills to pay, no real stress in life. The biggest thing they have to worry about it is when is mom going to feed them. They're too scared or too cheap to even get their own place and have their own life. These type of people have no reason at all to be angry with anyone.
I moved out of mommy's nest at the age of 18. And since I'm not financially rich I've seen just about every bad end of the stick you can think of. Everything is an uphill battle. There is always someone saying no, you can't do that, you will have to wait, it can't be done, denied, whatever. When you actually live life a little the anger can set in and start to be a poison. I've been angry for a while now and probably was much more angry years ago but have gotten much better. I basically just don't think about it and move my thoughts forward. And to think people on here can make me angry or disturb me with posts and verbal words is just funny. It will take a lot more then a message forum to even start me to begin thinking about getting angry even the slightest bit. When I speak with someone for a little bit or read what they have to say a few times it is quite easy for me to tell if they have even begun to live life a little. Anyone that has this experience under their belt knows what I'm talking about. If you are scratching your head, wondering what I'm saying or thinking of a smart ass comment or dig then you just haven't experienced "life" enough yet to get it.
Not sure why I even wrote this, but I'm glad to hear you released that poison. How did you do it? Self medicate? Therapy? All on your own? Hey, just curious.
I got shot, 9/22/92. The EMS people thought I was dead, and my daughter died in the shooting. After that, the big thing I was angry about didn't do it anymore. I think there are easier ways, though.
One thing I have told many of my students to do is to get one of those scented candles, I prefer vanilla, and the little glass jar that they burn in. Light it 20 minutes before sunset. Stay in the room with it. It doesn't really matter what you are doing, eat supper, brush the cat, look out the window, even read. Stay there until the only light in the room is from the candle. Do this every day.
An earlier thing that did help some, I was at a red light one day, in a hurry to go home and relax. I suddenly thought "I could relax now." That was a big breakthrough, but it wasn't quite enough.
Don't worry about what other people have, or do. You can walk out the door whenever you want. That gives you unprecedented power. Remember the end scene of "5 easy pieces."
