Filled With Anger

Dedicated to my dear friend Elizabeth, who opened my eyes to the importance of looking back at the past with appreciation and love.

I used to quite the angry person, filled with resentment and confusion. At the base of anger, there is just hurt and it took me quite a while to understand that. Anger isn’t really the root of any problem, rather the by-product of a much deeper issue.

Anger is not an inherently negative emotion, just like happiness is not an inherently positive emotion. There’s levels and types to each emotion, and anger can certainly be productive. For example, my anger at each and every act of animal abuse fuels my passion for animal rights. My anger towards injustice encourages me to correct the wrongdoings of the world. My anger towards unnecessary disrespect allows me to be the upfront and sassy person I am.

But, as with all good things, too much anger can cause great destruction. During the younger years of my life, feeling left out and confused were feelings that I was quite familiar with, and this instability resulted in anger as a way of protection. Accepting and acknowledging the causes for my toxic traits were the first steps of healing.

I have began to work on my deep-rooted anger by thinking before I speak, having honest conversations with myself about why I am feeling the way I am and what is the most productive and healthy way to deal with it and by crying whenever I feel like it, without holding back.

I am the only person that I am going to be spending the entirety of my life with, so it’s really important that i develop a strong and nurturing bond with myself rather than a shaky and destructive one. So, I am always going to self-reflect and critique myself, and i truly encourage you to do the same.

A world filled with people who are always working to improve themselves is a blissful and constructive one.