You know what emotion drives me nuts? Anger.

There’s an irrationality to it that I can’t accept, even when I probably should (and probably need to). I mean really, it’s a very irrational and illogical emotion. Of course, of course, there is a practical purpose for it; it is a heightened state of arousal that is very necessary when one’s life is threatened by another and served a purpose back in the time when we had to defend our territories and ourselves and mates from the intrusions of others. But nowadays, it’s not as important as it used to be. Please note, this is my opinion. Feel free to disagree.

You ask, “so are you angry?”
Well, of course, since I’m writing this blog on anger.

But I’ve come to realize something about myself: as much as I’ve thought of myself as a person who holds grudges and who is a spiteful when crossed, I now think differently. Really, how irrational is anger? It won’t change anything; it won’t allow you to go back in time to a point before, say, your ego was deflated, you were robbed, you were used, you were violated in some way, you were double-crossed, etc. I guess it allows for you to emote in some way, but don’t you think there are better and more productive ways to get out frustration?

I’m finding it difficult to hold onto anger, at least when it involves singled-out people (when I’m angry about generalized people, like people who don’t know how to freaking walk in a timely and courteous manner, it’s a different story). It takes too much effort and is really, when you think about it, stupid.

Get over it. Move on. That’s the best way to deal with it, I think. It’s so irrational and unproductive. Life…it just shouldn’t be taken that way.

Let it go. Just let it go.