This is the continuing story of a quack...wait, no, that's the wrong intro. This is simply a blog of what moves me to write--whether it be about politics, love, friendships..if it speaks to me, I'll speak about it to you.
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Get Good and Angry....
Try as much as possible to be wholly alive, with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell and when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will be dead soon enough.” William Saroyan quotes (American Writer known for his stories celebrating the joy of living in spite of poverty. 1908-1981
Words to live by! I don't generally have problems laughing, and laughing like hell. Life's too short to go through it without laughing at the absurdity of it all...
But the second part...hmmmmm..the second part. I don't think I get angry enough. Well, correction--I get angry, but I don't let people know I get angry. And perhaps I should? But sometimes there's so much to be angry about. B.S. at work, the fact that life isn't fair, my lack of relationship for the most stupid of reasons, faith, religion...the list can go on and on for a very long time, with many items. That would pretty much leave you with a life filled with fury and rage about everything.
So I guess the 64,000 dollar question is when do you get good and mad, and when do you hold it in, and when do you find some way to release it, and how do you do it so that people aren't hurt as badly as they could be?
Let's face it. If you have just cause to be mad at someone, and you get angry...they may be hurt at what you have to say. They could get mad in response, or their feelings could be bruised, or worse. The worst case scenario is when they have no idea that their actions or behaviours has aroused these feelings of rage inside you, and the only time they know is when you go off on them. Or not even go off on them, but speak to them in a firm, but incredibly direct way.
I guess that's my dilemma. While I don't usually explode in an apoplectic rage of invective and cuss words, when I get mad, I can get cruel. Bitterly, nastily, hurtfully cruel. Less volcanic and more acerbic. Think Don Rickles, without the warmth and kindness. :)
Still, keeping the stuff I'm mad about inside me isn't doing me any good. So it has to come out.
Beware of him that is slow to anger; for when it is long coming, it is the stronger when it comes, and the longer kept. Abused patience turns to fury." Francis Quarles
It's not there yet...but it's coming. And I hate the fact that I have so many things to be angry about....
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