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I usually rip people apart in Call of Duty or something similar. Cursing their mothers and family to a fate worse then hell, then in about 20 mins I'm laughing at how ridiculous everything is.

Or I watch Family Guy, that always seem to put me in a light hearted frame of mind.

I try not to, if I do, I wind up taking an arrow to the knee.

Having sex on a regular basis also helps

But yeah, training your body isen't all bad. I run 5km every other day, and when i started i quickly realised that my mood changed all to the better in a short amount of time.

Frazzled wrote:Watch a wiener dog run.

This is actually very good advice. Everything is funny when it's done by a Wiener Dog.

I don't get angry, I am as calm and tranquil as the sea.






















The North Sea...

Chowderhead wrote:I light potpourri on fire.

It smells horrible.

And how do you know when it isn't on fire?

It still smells horrible (my grandmother used to use it, and to this day, the scent of lavender and Patchouli makes me gag).


When I start to get angry, I "step back" and breathe, thinking to myself that getting angry won't solve the issue and in 10 years, no-one's going to care anyway.
I am like the blade of grass and anger is like the wind. Bend and flex with it, allow it to pass over and around you.
But I am old, and this stuff came with time. You are but barely out of your teens (some people, however, NEVER learn how to deal with it - like my brother. A self-destructive spiral usually results)
I used to just exercise to dissipate the energy.

By doing physical exercise to cool me down.

I reflect on the futility of raging about things that are out of my power to control.

I'm actually an extremely angry person prone to getting pretty aggravated at even the slightest thing.

I generally grit my teeth and clench my fists and flail a bit, when no one's around.

Or I just take a deep breath and bottle it up inside until it becomes a nice little aneurysm waiting to burst and flood my cranial cavity with blood.

I should probably seek professional help at some point.

I go out every couple days and brutally murder a homeless person, just to watch them die.

Samus_aran115 wrote:I go out every couple days and brutally murder a homeless person, just to watch them die.

humm intrieging..... please do tell more.... does it help you? If so how?

First, I go into brooklyn, down near the water, and find a homeless man. I wear my best suit, and give off a kind attitude.

I promise him a future. I promise him money, and happiness. I pull out a suitcase with hundreds of fake hundred dollar bills, and I give it to him. And then I stab him. I stab him as many times as I can. I watch his eyes as the light goes out, and I make my escape. Not that I need to. No one cares if some poor old homeless man dies.

It doesn't help much. I'm still filled with rage. I have to keep killing to be truly happy. I've taken to killing prostitutes and clubbers. I even killed one of my co-workers. His family thinks he's in england, but truth is, he's rotting in a hole.

Thumbs sup if you get the reference

I know to what you refer!

I bottle it up inside, allowing it to build up over time. It will then either dissipate over time, all my issues come out in a flood of tears, or I snap and end up assaulting someone.

Anger management did nothing for me. Currently, it's building up...

I do something repetitive, like painting miniatures or exercise.

To everyone who recommends "venting":

http://youarenotsosmart.com/2010/08/11/catharsis/

Preview of the article:

The Misconception: Venting your anger is an effective way to reduce stress and prevent lashing out at friends and family.

The Truth: Venting increases aggressive behavior over time.

Henners91 wrote:I'm nearly 21, I'd like to think I'm past all that, but hey...

You would think that being 21

Trust me, when you get to your higher 20's you'll look back and realize how much you've changed and how much more stable you've become.

Samus_aran115 wrote:First, I go into brooklyn, down near the water, and find a homeless man. I wear my best suit, and give off a kind attitude.

I promise him a future. I promise him money, and happiness. I pull out a suitcase with hundreds of fake hundred dollar bills, and I give it to him. And then I stab him. I stab him as many times as I can. I watch his eyes as the light goes out, and I make my escape. Not that I need to. No one cares if some poor old homeless man dies.

It doesn't help much. I'm still filled with rage. I have to keep killing to be truly happy. I've taken to killing prostitutes and clubbers. I even killed one of my co-workers. His family thinks he's in england, but truth is, he's rotting in a hole.

Thumbs sup if you get the reference

Sorry bro, the movie reference went right over my head and under my feet but it was rather amusing to read =o]

Samus_aran115 wrote:First, I go into brooklyn, down near the water, and find a homeless man. I wear my best suit, and give off a kind attitude.

I promise him a future. I promise him money, and happiness. I pull out a suitcase with hundreds of fake hundred dollar bills, and I give it to him. And then I stab him. I stab him as many times as I can. I watch his eyes as the light goes out, and I make my escape. Not that I need to. No one cares if some poor old homeless man dies.

It doesn't help much. I'm still filled with rage. I have to keep killing to be truly happy. I've taken to killing prostitutes and clubbers. I even killed one of my co-workers. His family thinks he's in england, but truth is, he's rotting in a hole.

Thumbs sup if you get the reference

For me, if my computer is available I boot up an RTS, build as many silos as need be, then I nuke some poor country till the dirt itself glows at night.

I keep all my anger and rage pent up. So far i've got 21 good years of the stuff bubbling away ready to be used in one large outburst of extreme violance. Tbh im quite looking foward to it.

Snrub wrote:I keep all my anger and rage pent up. So far i've got 21 good years of the stuff bubbling away ready to be used in one large outburst of extreme violance. Tbh im quite looking foward to it.

It'll be useful if theres a zombie apocalypse. Hold it till December this year at least!

Weeeeeellllll..... I was saving it all up for the day some little scum sucker disrespects my daughter. (implying i one day have kids and ones a girl.) In which case i was gonna whup his arse good. Which, in turn, would be followed by a good old fashioned blue between me and the aformentioned scum suckers father. Where in i would throw a headbutt at scum suckers father. A headbutt so forceful i tear a hole in space and time and create the Eye of Chaos. Thus meaning that its not Cannerus who is Slaanesh, but me. But im not a devient sex god i am infact the true God of violence and war and im under cover waiting for the perfect moment to strike Khorne down from his skull throne and drown him in his own lake of blood. Which will allow me to take my rightful place as Master of the Universe.


But i suppose i could save it till December.

Judging by a lot of the responses, the level of potential Postal in here is quite worrying.

I tend to do something that demands total concentration like the firing range or painting. Otherwise I will chase my girlfriend(s?)....Failing that, it's naptime.

But really, I don't know what I do. Somehow, it always manages to go away. Maybe I find out that I was really never angry in the first place

Sometimes I go for a walk, or a jog. Or a hike. That puts me into perspective.

Ratius wrote:Judging by a lot of the responses, the level of potential Postal in here is quite worrying.

Everyone considers themselves to be a boiling kettle full of pent up rage.
Yeah...no.

I let out my anger by becoming super saiyan and having power levels over 9000.

I go online and bang on about how I boil with rage and lash out at people so that everyone around me trembles in fear at my merest hint of annoyance, when in reality I live a life of quiet desperation and tearful masturbation.

Albatross wrote:I go online and bang on about how I boil with rage and lash out at people so that everyone around me trembles in fear at my merest hint of annoyance, when in reality I live a life of quiet desperation and tearful masturbation.

Don't you cry. Here, have a sock.

Write it in my diary...
There's a 50/50 chance I'm kidding...

I don't really get angry to be honest...

Two bits of advice:
- Don't let it build up.
- Catharsis is of limited effectiveness.