“Anger is the most impotent of passions. It affects nothing it touches and hurts the one who is possessed by it more than the one against whom it is directed.” – Claredon
No, I’m not the most patient person you’ll ever meet...Sometimes, small things annoy me.And at times when I am unable to contain my anger…It turns to rage.And it consumes me.It makes me feel out of control.It’s like an inner war is going on inside my mind.And when my rage becomes full-blown…It takes over me.Conquers me.Leaves me helpless.And it leaves me suffering.Inside.
Sometimes it makes me cry...Because my chest hurt so much from the burning coal of anger.Sometimes I feel the need to release the tension.And I do it through words.Hurting words that would hit the other person like a dagger.During those moments when the rage is burning...Expressing those offensive words was pleasurable.I feel like it’s the only way out.So that the bitter emotions would no longer build up inside.And I would be free from that pain.
But I realized…If I would be free from the rage because of those words…Guilt would consume me next.And the damage I would cause the other person is irreparable.Because you can never take back the words you’ve said.
Sorry may be the next word to utter…And the wounds I caused the other person may heal with time…But as it heals, a scar is formed…A reminder of the wrong I’ve done.Because the truth is, even if I’m forgiven…The pain I caused will never be forgotten.
But I’ve learned…That no one suffers more than the person who is angry.Because you may hurt another person through your anger…But after the hurt…That person can move on.What about the angry person?As long as the anger is there…Freedom is bleak.And that person remains inside the prison cell s/he created.And until he lets go of that anger…Only then can he be at peace…With other people…And with himself.
So whenever I’m angry...I choose to walk away and cool down.
The road to anger is never the right road for me.
