“Prolonged anger creates blockages which waste energy in a cycle of negative emotions that have no real purpose or goal. It is better to direct efforts into positive endeavors.”
My therapist told me this several weeks ago. I’ve been trying to take his advice ever since. Unfortunately, I find that my anger completely shuts me down. I barely have any energy to do anything at all, I’m absolutely no fun to hang out with. The only thing I’m good for is cleaning. But then no one in my house has to clean so I end of creating imbalance here at home because my housemates now think it’s my responsibility to make everything work in the house while they sit around scratching their asses.
But wait, I just realized something good about my anger, I lose weight. At last, some good news. Actually rage is the real key to my weight loss, not just fluffy pouty anger. But as I finish writing the (seemingly) last chapter of my novel I need to keep the rage at bay. Perhaps rage is good for painting, photography and other art forms in which you can throw your arms about in vicious angry ways. I find when I do that with my pen I end up with scribble and days of sitting in the house looking at blank notebooks and white computer screens angry at myself for not writing hence my anger blocks my creativity and wastes my energy.
The problem is my anger has been festering for so long my blockages are thicker than an ice sculpture at a Trump event. But I’m taking baby steps. Thank God for the blog. Anger, depression, sadness, moodiness and all the other grunge gets to sit here is all its glory. To hell with Monday Morning Blues, I’m angry.