I'm going to second both of these posts, echoing
@Halif2 in their sentiment of:
Hang in there man.
I'm sure it will interest you to know that for me, following every one of my many, many gruelling cold-turkey withdrawals, Anger has
always been one of the first emotions to return, second only to a very deep and
overwhelming depression. I'm actually going through it now. What gets me through that is the knowledge that
its only temporary my friend.
Did you completely skip the depressive phase and go straight to Anger, or have you already 'crossed the Abyss'?
I couldn't have put it better myself. Frankly I cant wait for my Anger to rise again because exactly what I'm going to do is channel it into exercise and I suggest you do this too for the very reasons stated above. The last time I did that I ended up cycling 40km on sheer Anger (and hunger, actually and oddly enough). Not the type of Anger where I'm going to slap someone, but more like being frustrated at myself once my mind began to clear and I realised how dumbed down and numbed the fuck out I had been for those two years.
I found cycling to work wonders for my anxiety too, because if the crowds got too overwhelming for me (natural enough following what was essentially 2.5 weeks of solitary confinement in the midst of cold-turkey heroin withdrawals, I should think), I could piss off to a park somewhere - and rather speedily so at that.
Gradually I became more comfortable outside and that was my new habit - jumping on that bike every morning, hitting the deli and going on a new adventure every day. I'm not too far from the coast (30min brisk cycle) so typically I'd head out in that direction and found incredible peace out by the sea with nothing but the the ocean in my ears. It worked incredibly well to quiet my mind - which cycling in itself does as I find I have one sole focus: Not to end up under a bus. Its quite a meditative experience.