Anger
I do think anger is a good thing to rid yourself of. It’s not worth carrying around. It drags you down. It weighs on your ability to see that which is truly important. I let it run it’s course, vile and pure as it is, then I drop it as quickly as it comes. I leave it alone, because those who wish to cause me to be angry really aren’t worth being angry with. I can overcome any obstacle thrown in my way. Creating obstacles for others is far more time consuming than overcoming them. For that reason I don’t concern myself with such petty people and their petty games. I actually have a life to live. I have a family. I have people who love me. I have a wonderful baby boy on the way. My life isn’t callous and hollow, my life has meaning.