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I recently realized I had spent much of My Life angry. There was no exact object which I focused My Anger upon. I was just pissed off. I lived Life like a raw nerve — ready to react to any provocation.
Anxiety and OCD contributed to the hypersensitivity of My Anger. As did my underlying personality (Enneagram 8), my zodiac sign (Fire sign — Sagittarius), my chosen career (OR nurse), and my independence streak (massive trust issues from my childhood).
My Anger lived in My Life like a perpetual not-so-far-off thunderstorm. You could always see the clouds, hear the murmurs of thunder in the distance, feel the change in the air from the static of the lightning.
I was a Perfect Anger Storm.
The way I came to realize I had lived so many years of My Life in this state was quite simple.
I woke up one day without The Storm on my horizon.
There was only sunshine, cool breezes, and peace. It began to dawn on me — it had been a long time since I felt The Storm Of My Anger.
When did it dissipate? I can’t be sure. Likely it slowly unwound in the same manner it had formed — gradually — over time. And when I looked up, I found — I was simply not the same Human.
Oh sure — lots of things still piss me off. Don’t get me wrong. But these days I can identify the…
