Only girls are cute when they’re upset. You have a penis. Har-old, no one likes you when you are angry. You know why? Because it is out of proportion to what occasioned it. You are too uptight! You take things too personal, too seriously (so sensitive to slight that it becomes comical), and you exaggerate the hurt or insult.
And you know where that comes from?
How many times have you got mad at your grandma in the todays and thought about the yesterdays she borrowed your five dollars without your permission?
How many times have you got mad at your mother in the todays and thought about the yesterdays of letting her borrow $180 and she showed reluctance in paying you back?
How many times have you got mad at your father in the todays and thought about the yesterdays of him missing birthdays?
How many times have you got mad at ‘Era in the todays and thought about yesterday’s “dog” incident?
Forgive and forget. That’s the end of that right? Forgiveness is the highest ceiling, right? Not quite. Har-old, master your emotions and truly love that person. Try it. New thinking!
Know the phrase, “I forgot why I was mad.” When you are angry switch and occupy your mind with a subject of interest for five minutes.
Put your headphones in your ear, listen to Max B and sing.
Your Billion Dollar Library is 24 books and counting; 17 of which you haven’t read yet.
Think of scenes from The Social Network. Watch the trailer over and over and over.
Create a 5 minute on-demand mind-video of your winning moments! You can also think of me; play out future arms-raising, chest-hitting moments.
Transmute that negative energy into creative effort. Work on a mock Yeebizan.
Don’t let the cork of bottled up anger put an eye out!
As Buddha said, “Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.”