Serenity Now!

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Originally Posted by Type Ryan

Actually, when I get really pissed, I'll jump on other people's cars - just ask Josh.

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This is true.

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Originally Posted by Type Ryan

I've punched... (the acutal bar in a bar)

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So is this.

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Originally Posted by Regus

There aren't enough options on that poll.
My answer would be: Face the problem head on and just deal with it, any thing else would be self destructive.

I can't remember the last time I got really angry, but I can probably assume I was a teenager at the time. Getting angry to the point where you have to physically destroy something or hurt some one verbally or physically is pointless, and such actions reflect extremely poorly on yourself.

Things are never as bad as you think they are.

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I just had intense deja vu reading this post. You sure you didn't copy-paste this from somewhere?

I used to be a breaker/screamer going on thunder lizard rampages, but, aside from an instant release, it never really got me anywhere. I'm sure I looked pretty foolish from afar, too. So nowadays I try my hardest to apply what I call the Greater Corleone Principle. Michael > Sonny, so it's better to be like Michael.

If im angry with someone i cant walk away from, I say vindictive shit and hurt their feelings. If I can walk away or am mad at something non human, I masturbate.

I don't do much anymore except drive fast or use emasculating language.

I just leave. Probably go for a drive with some loud music on and go somewhere 45 min to an hour away. If it's real bad I'll go buy something to make myself feel a little better.

So did you get kicked out of the apt yet? You better have somewhere for me to hang out when I get back to Boston. I can't take my parents' house all day long.

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Originally Posted by Nomi

I usually just get really quiet when I'm mad at someone. If it gets to the frustrated end of the spectrum though, meh... I have a bad problem with crying when I'm frustrated, even in absurd situations (like customer support frustration). Can't stand it, but I can't do much to stop it once it starts.

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aughh. the exact same thing happens to me. I hate it, because I mean, I usually don't care enough to actually cry about it, but it's just a reaction I have.

When I was a kid, my teacher was concerned by my inability to control my temper and got my folks to enroll me in martial arts classes. It certainly helped, but I really don't think it fixed the problem, it just upped my tolerance for annoyance before I explode. Now I am extremely patient and don't get angry easily at all, but once I do I just see red and try to kill people. It's like I go berserk.

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Originally Posted by Satsuki

aughh. the exact same thing happens to me. I hate it, because I mean, I usually don't care enough to actually cry about it, but it's just a reaction I have.

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Haha, yeah, that's the absolute worst part. I can sit there and say "why am I crying over this stupid shit?" and it makes me MORE frustrated which makes me cry more in return. It is the most lame reaction in the world.

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Originally Posted by Regus

There aren't enough options on that poll.
My answer would be: Face the problem head on and just deal with it, any thing else would be self destructive.

I can't remember the last time I got really angry, but I can probably assume I was a teenager at the time. Getting angry to the point where you have to physically destroy something or hurt some one verbally or physically is pointless, and such actions reflect extremely poorly on yourself.

Things are never as bad as you think they are.

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Bitch stole my post! :chick:

I agree with Regus. Although, I would like to add that sometimes getting angry helps in a situation. Sometimes you just run into some stubborn asshole who won't listen to reason or logic, and you just have to deck him in the face. Back in junior high, there was this kid my age who constantly bullied my younger brother. I told him to cut it out and that we didn't want any trouble, but he wouldn't stopped. One day at the basketball courts, he threw a basketball at my brother's head. I told him in a firm voice to stop, but he threw another one. I ended up catching this one, threw it right back at his head, tackled him to the ground, and repeatedly punched his face in. After that incident, he never bothered us again.