This is something that I have done for all of my adult life: it’s not crippling, but it makes me unhappy and I want to know WTH is going on.
I often, in the course of thinking about things and wondering about things, will suddenly and quickly engage in an imaginary scenario which quickly turns emotionally and sometimes physically violent. Mind you these are completely imaginary scenarios. I get all wound up emotionally and have nowhere to go with my feelings. And for what?
More specific examples: Years ago I read a story about college students from housing projects/bad neighborhoods coming to college here and bringing their younger siblings here, to get them out of the housing project. Because the older sibling is busy with classes, work, and a social life, the younger sibling often gets into trouble, does poorly in school, etc. I imagine a scenario in which I am the older sibling, shouting and screaming at the younger sibling about what a useless blankety-blank he is, while an alarmed counselor-type tries to get me to calm down.
Something I read in an advice column years ago from a mom who is concerned about her silly teenaged daughter, who is dating some poorly-raised idiot, and how the two of them reinforce each other’s stupid behavior. Specifically (this was in the column) they had the young man over for a simple spaghetti dinner, and the couple were kissing at the table with mouths full of spaghetti, and exchanging spaghetti between each other’s mouths (yeah, gross, I know). I imagine a scenario in which I am the mom and I go completely berzerk, screaming obscenities to the clueless couple, throwing the young man out of the house, forbidding my daughter from ever seeing him again, her reacting with hysterics, etc., etc.
We had a thread here not long ago about a YouTube video showing a very young child walking behind a horse that clearly did not want to play with her and how it very gently pushed her away. I imagine a scenario in which I am responsible for the child and I call to the child who is oblivious to the danger she is in; my calls become more insistent and angrier as I become enraged that she won’t just OBEY ME and COME HERE already.
These are all parent/child scenarios, obviously, but there are many others; two from my own real life include a fast food restaurant full of cheerleaders who decide to practice their cheers while waiting for their food, just because they are young and silly and full of themselves, meanwhile of course making it impossible for the restaurant employees to take anyone’s orders without shouting or for anyone to hear themselves think. I imagine a scenario in which I start screaming at the girls to bleep off and shut up, until the room is full of crying, sniffling cheerleaders, and the mood of noisy silliness is completely ruined. Another was a scruffy young man on a bus who was arguing with the driver about paying a 75c fare when he got caught trying to use his expired student pass. Dude, just pay the effing 75c and sit down and SHUT UP. Again: adrenaline rage with nowhere to go.
I am not a parent, but I did have a “difficult,” angry mother who was later diagnosed as being manic-depressive and who later became an alcoholic. Her behavior started to get really weird and out-of-control when I was 11 and she died when I was 16. Often having a dysfunctional, out-of-control parent teaches the child that anger and other strong emotions are… dangerous, and one learns to keep them bottled up in an unhealthy way. When I went off to college, I had difficulty dealing with my own anger, and somehow attracted friends and roommates who were expert at pushing my buttons (that’s another thread). I went to the campus therapist for a long while and learned to deal with my own anger issues pretty well and I don’t have problems with people taking advantage of me any more, at least as far as I can control how anybody treats me in general.
My question is: will I be dealing with this garbage for the rest of my life? Why do I get so… ANGRY, and with stuff that isn’t even real, fer crine out loud? Can I make it stop? Advice appreciated.