I don't often get angry. Frustrated, annoyed, maybe even a little agitated but angry, not really. I think part of it is because anger is one of those emotions I'm afraid of. You see for years I've stuffed all of those strong emotions because I was afraid that they would swallow me.
Today I didn't stuff it.
Today I let it well up to the surface.
Today I was angry to to point of white hot rage.
And it didn't consume me nor did it hurt anyone else.
I shared my anger in a safe environment and nobody yelled at me or told me I shouldn't feel that way. They let me get it out.
My anger has cooled now to a simmering frustration. And as I sit here and begin to sort it all out I realize that anger is a valid emotion. Jesus dealt with it too. It's not something I like or something that I will seek out but it is a part of our emotional make up.
As much as I don't enjoy the feeling of anger, I know that just dealing with it is far better than stuffing it and trying to ignore it. Stuffing and ignoring just leads to festering and bitterness. So in my attempt to live honestly it's time to deal with those uncomfortable emotions and move past them.
Not fun but necessary.