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Originally Posted by Draconysius
I don't like being angry, unlike so many teen rebels these days. I don't think it makes me any more of a man, or any cooler, so I don't see any point in being angry.
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I still get angry, but not in the same way as I used to. There are a few ways:
I get exceptionally restless, angry, and elated at the same time. It happens more than you'd think, and when it does I basically thrash around, be it mentally or physically, and sing to myself about how terribly bored/angry/happy I am. It happens often when I paint.
I seethe about larger issues. I catch myself thinking about these things and am genuinely surprised about how deeply I can hate. I used to hate people, now I hate the things that keep them from becoming humans-- ignorance, weakness, conformity.
I hold most of society in contempt. I'm not angry at them, per se, but I hate the weakness that weighs them down. In the same way, I hate my own weakness-- not necessarily myself.