ANGRY
Understanding the stranger within: A journey through anger, fear, and self-discovery.
ANGRY
What is anger? I cannot see.
Why am I angry? I don't know why. I just shut the door. I put my walls up and don't let anyone in. Not even I can understand me when anger sets in.
The energy in the room turned dark like the night. The overload triggered something that wasn't going right. My nervous system went into a fight.
Who is this anger I see? This anger is not me I decree. I must have picked up this hitch hiker on the climb. Or maybe it was the clown I met through descending detoured vines.
All I know is that this feeling is alien. And when it shows up I don't know how to greet it or even let it be. Apparently I cannot crack the code. Who is this anger that shadows me?
Why is it here and what does it want?
Anger is a stubborn force. Let me be. Leave me alone. I want to be free.
Please tell me who you are and what you want from me. I do not know how to handle this. I do not know how to respond. I do not know how to react. I do not feel safe. I am afraid. I am scared.
Anger is the color red. It flies like a flag. Like a traffic light in my head. I should close my eyes and just go to bed.
See the child inside of me. I take her hand and guide her to be free. I tell her it's okay. Red means Stop. So sit down and reevaluate the plot.
No one has to be right. It's mental health awareness that delegates the fright.
My expectations are unmet. Maybe that's what anger is. Seeing a situation for what it is not. Forgetting that the only control we have is an inside job spot. Life is the stage. We are the main actors in our world. Maybe not knowing how to react to a situation or a circumstance is frustrating , and we think we should know it all , but when we don't , we react before understanding how to respond. So stop and reevaluate the situations from a distance before you react. Dive into that space in time. So you can redirect that anger to re-define. Like music notes on a music composition, there is space between the notes for a reason.
By Lisa Eva Gold