I’ve learned over the years how valuable anger can be. Unlike sadness, anger doesn’t want to control you. Unlike fear, it doesn’t hold you down against your will.
Anger is a servant, it obeys you in the most wonderful way, it grants wishes.
If you tell anger you don’t like something, it will utterly destroy it. Anger doesn’t believe in roadblocks, it doesn’t care about what people think and it never rests.
Anger is honest, it doesn’t waste words. Everything it says it gets from the deepest most truthful part of your gut. Everything it does is done with the maximum amount of strength you have to give.
I haven’t seen anger for quite some time but it’s not because of any effort on my part, I have no desire to control it. I just changed the things I wanted in life. What I want now simply doesn’t require anger.
What a strange thing to learn over time, that anger relied on my needs for its survival.