lacey k said:
Punch the walls. =P problem is when im angry somehow i go fuckin IncredibleHulk style. too many holes in my wall to count 
I gotta find a better way but my anger is all physical. it always has been.
I remember one time when i was like 6 or 7 and i was tryina build a fort out of sheets outside. but the wind kept blowing em down.
it was the first time i experienced comeplete rage. cuz i realized i couldnt punch the wind. i felt like a caged rabid animal like whoa...im so pissed and cant take it out...what the fuck am i gonna do now.FUCK YOU WIND!!!!!!
i got 2 stages of rage. when im wilin out, straight up crazy im out for blood. i black out and just feel nothing but rage and thats how alot of my shit gets broken and shit.
but then when i get pushed beyond that its like....white-hot steel. thats what i see as lunatic-angry because im dead silent and straight burning up like nobodys business.
its deadly style, worsse than the blackout shit because its so intense that im almost calm about it, but if you fuck with me in that state...oh i pity you. it scares me tho that it can be that intense, that shit is hard to let out because the rage is easy. throw shit punch shit do something physical u know? get it out.
but i dont even know what to do honestly in that other state its almost like im not real. its so intense it feels like im going outside myself or some shit like i gotta jump outta my skin because its too much even for me.
when im just pissed i smoke a cigarette and try and chill and get analytical about whatevers pissin me off. see what the problem is so i can fix it.
i feel your pain, today i was ganged up against from people i felt to be friends, screwing at me and causing hassle over something that wasnt really important!
mate thought he was a big man giving me abuse over the phone, and i went mental like you said, and i have done it before and it scares the absolute fuck outta me at how so angry i get, i had a barbell in one hand legging it towards my front door where my mum and friend prevented me from getting out.
i was going to use it on this fella, infront of public and on CCTV i had no second thoughts at the time, i was truly going to do it.
looking back i do regret not doing anything, but respect my self for not been so stupid.
thing is, dont think my mate who prevented me actually realised that i was ACTUALLY going to smash this guys face with this barbell.
scary shit that i hate, and puts me in a pit of depression like now, and all i want is some comfort, some assistance, life can be so unfair.