Necrotic Obsession

not exactly sure if this is the right thread area to post this but i rightly dont give a damn. I would like to know of effective ways of getting rid of anger.

break shit

iv found wrecking shit can be quite calming too,especially if its not your shit

Or, in the words of Mark Twain, 'If you're angry, count to 4;if you're very angry, swear.'

it might be helpful to know why a certain person is angry, but generally letting it out, "venting" "ranting" and of course "breaking shit" is always a temporary solution. It is better than bottling that shit up and exploding on others though.

I actually read an article ( a few actually) that said breaking stuff/ yelling etc. to 'let your anger out' actually doesn't work.

sure you THINK you feel better. but then what if something happens to piss you off and all of a sudden the water cooler isn't arond for you to body slam and 'vent' your frustrations on?

Then you end up punching whoever pissed you off in the face and get carted off for assault.

I can't find the link for the article (at work, MOST sites are blocked but google it and im sure you can find it if you're interested).

honestly man I can't think of any REAL good ways of letting off anger... go for a walk and cool down (if possible) or something? I dunno im not a great pool of advice i've got a short temper and am impatient as hell with people lol so.... good luck?

Go out and just run... or concentrate on something else. Put the energy you'd use in being angry to do something you like instead.
Write it all out and review it... and then figure out if the situation is even WORTH being angry about.
I've found that alot of times once I've written it all down and read it that it's just a stupid thing anyways.

theres no point in staying mad about anything too long in my opinion, cause for me its a waste of energy. When I could be doing something fun rather than pouting or stewing.

You miss out on too much life. just chill.....

My new way to release anger is to learn guitar. Its slightly massochistic because I mean I can practice for hours. My fingers have nice rough pads on them now so it doesnt hurt as much, and I've also learned alot of chords and getting strumming now

Beat the hell outta something in a positive way. I broke my first pick about a week ago. LOL Here I wrote a long ass blog about it when someone asked me why the hell I started putting so much effort in something that I'll never be famous or make money in. As follows:

I'm trying to re-direct my negativity into something positive. I'm attempting to beat life in the face, and strum the hell out of anger/depression. I look at life as this. I already have it in me to become whatever I set my mind to. Not just tell myself I'm going to do it, but to do it as if I already knew how to do it before. I'm attempting things that I would have never done with an old mentality. I'm not letting my self-doubt, insecurity, and depression win. If I do allow negativity to invade my personality I want to thrash it out.

For example I am playing something that one might consider too advanced for me, and yet I am amazed at the fact that I can actually play it, and have two of the three main components down for the whole song. But you see, this song is half the battle. It is a testament to my will power to actually finish something that I started because I want to. Not because I have to or I need to, or any other blatantly "logical" or "responsible" things to do. Because I simply want to do this.

I'm not doing this for the attention, or for hopes that I may one day be rich, but I'm doing it because I can, and want to. I have the will to finish many things, and this will be one of the non-essentials that I will learn before I kick the bucket.

I'm tired of worrying constantly about being broke, or having to live by a set schedule, or needing to do things by a certain date, and having to remember dozens of things just to remind others not to forget. It's not all my responsibility, and granted, no one has REALLY just put it all on my shoulders, but I am doing them a service just by listening, and attempting to help them.

I take on the emotional baggage of many people because in most circumstances I can handle it. I do care, thats the problem. If I didn't give a shit then life would be much simpler. But this caring business has turned me into an emotional slave, and I don't really know how long I've been its captive. I can remember key events that have added to the baggage of anxiety, stress, panic attacks ( dizziness, feeling like the world is bottle capping, self-despair, mania, depression, the list goes on)

I push that away with "trying" to help others, but in doing so, I am also feeding that demon of emotional baggage and condoning the same cycles to keep running through out my body.

I create these great personal ordeals with which I royally cock up one way or another to blame myself for not only failing me, but also failing others because for some reason the value of others matters. Not because they care about me, but because I care about them and don't want them to think badly of me because I am trying to offer them help.

It's no martyrhood, or pity party. Its a fact of life. I do it constantly, and now that I see my ignorance, naive, impulsive behavior I wonder what I can do to change that. In my thinking I've found it extremely helpful to keep my hands busy and let my mind wander.

Playing guitar lets me take out some of that rage in a constructive way. It's something built up inside of me. Its a rock, a lump of stone, that weighs me down, its my OWN power.... It's my will to close up and deny what is inside of me. People spend so long trying to deny their own worth that they often drown themselves in their own power.

A drug of sorts. Thinking a certain way. Society, and your own family expects you to act a certain way. Friends don't really care because they are going through their own melodramatic plays on their own stage to even look up.

Every once in a while, I will run across that random human who understands exactly what I'm saying and can re-iterate in their own personal experiences that they are on my fucking level. Some even higher but that truly is a rare find this day in age. Surrounded by shallow, jealous, unconcerned, masses of sheep.

I am alone. Mentally, emotionally, and physically. I rate them in that order. I'd much rather have someone to debate with and keep me on my toes. I often become rather passionate about what I believe which leads to emotional attachment, then of course comes the physical.

I know I walk this path alone, but I wish someone could walk a few miles with me. Instead of being selfish assholes, who ignore the world. I don't want to just be a creature of habit simply because its a habit. Why is it a habit? Is it in my rational self-interest? Does it help me, or solve problems, make me money, or make me happy? NO, most of my habits don't.

Most of my habits are self-destructing, and negative to my own personal self interest.
Enough of my ranting I suppose, I'm going to go play the guitar some more this lovely, freezing, morning.