In my experience, it’s never a good idea to simply swallow
things back and not get mad. When that happens, all you do is compound the
anger and end up exploding at some later point over something relatively small.
I’ve experienced it a lot with friends. The most frustrating of these
situations is when there is a simple misunderstanding. Sometimes I’m even
conscious of the fact that they may have misunderstood something I’ve done or
said but now they are being cold to me and won’t talk about it. I’ll ask
“What’s wrong?” and they invariably answer with the ever frustrating “Nothing.”
They think they are making things easy for themselves, or even for me, because
they don’t want confrontation. But all they’re doing is creating resentment in
our friendship that’s eventually going to bubble to the surface and ruin our
relationship.
Personally, I deal with anger in a different way. First of
all, I’m not generally someone who is quick to anger. I understand that people
have multiple ways of communicating and going about doing things that have
nothing to do with me, so it doesn’t usually upset me. However, when I do get
angry I give myself enough time to calm down about the situation before I can rationally discuss it. I use that time to look at situations from multiple perspectives so
that I can put myself in the other person’s shoes. I think that most of the
time, it is simply a misunderstanding because in my experience typically people don’t do things to
intentionally insult or hurt someone.
The most important moment in shaping my relationship with
anger was an experience with my best friend from high school. Notice the use of
“was”. We are no longer friends. We were very good friends throughout all of
junior high and high school. Unfortunately, our senior year she had to move
back to Texas with her family because of her dad’s job. She was never an overly
social person and it took her a very long time to meet people and make friends.
For this reason, she began to resent me because when we would talk on the phone
I would mention things I was doing or people I was hanging out with while she
had nothing going on in her own life. I wouldn’t learn this until much later. She
was angry with me for seemingly moving on so easily from our friendship and
having so much going on in my life. This wasn’t true. I still very much wanted
to stay friends, but I wasn’t going to lock myself away in a room just because
she wasn’t there. So naturally it took me completely by surprise when one day
she went off on me, spewing so much bile about how much she despised me and
wished she’d never met me. What!? “What the hell did I do to you all the way in
Texas?” I wondered. Years later she apologized, finally admitting that it was
her own insecurities that created this rift. But it was too late to repair our
relationship. I would never again be able to trust that she would be totally
honest with me about her feelings. I fully believe that if we did try to fix
things, she would have continued to quietly harbor resentments toward me
because that was her personality. And then she’d just explode much later on to
continue the cycle. This experience was a defining moment in my life. It was at
that point that I decided that I would never again be able to be close with anyone who bottles up toxic anger instead of expressing it. Gradually I
started “cleaning house” to rid myself of these sorts of toxic relationships
and it has made a very positive impact on my life.
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