The Poison of Rage

Throughout history anger and spite have been popular instruments for propelling men to places they couldn’t reach without it

A man with a broken heart cannot be stopped. He can hack and slash his way to the high steps of cities and gargantuan towers

Anger is not fuel. It’s poison. & those with durable constitutions who’ve overcome the odds time and time again sometimes struggle to take the chip off their shoulder

& like everything in life, the poisons in the dose. Take a teaspoon of spite a day, it probably won’t kill you. It’ll just make you sick

People create cyclones of the familiar and the usual.

I get messages nearly daily from men at loggerheads with their girlfriends, their bosses, their friends, their businesses.

And the running theme is always the same. It all boils down to self sabotage. A ton of men are “cutters” and they dont yet realize it

Constantly pushing away their betters, their partners, becasue alienation, not connection, is what’s familiar to them.

Cheaters intentionally leaving clues for their spouses. Deep down they want to be caught. So they can be alone. They’ve always had to pull themselves up from the gutter. It’s all they know.

Most men are in a constant state of self punishment. Then the rage kicks in when other people don’t understand. & in that blistering moment everything gets set alight all over again.

Cold, alone, dark. Just the way they wanted it.

Without the balls to communicate you’ll always burn everything down. Its a way of avoiding rejection.

By sabotaging your relationships you gain a false sense of control. You feel as though they didn’t abandon you first. You abandoned them.

Destroying yourself before they can destroy you.

These cycles are perpetual and very addicting. It’s hard to stop for men who bear the power of flames. You’ll just keep igniting everything to ash before someone else can reject your needs.

There are men who will stay poor & at the bottom of the totem pole to preserve their condition.

It always leads to feelings of worthlessness. Unworthy of success, good women, strong company of men. You feel you don’t deserve it.

This leads to shame. Which leads to anger. And the cycle rears it’s ugly head again.

Anger is a shaft of ice that can grow to infinity in your roots. Angry at the gym, angry at work, youre losing your grip on the wheel.

You stop making eye contact with strangers. You stop talking to beautiful women. You now have false pride. You refuse to be vulnerable. You think you’re superior to everyone else because you’re able to endure atrocious amounts of pain and agony & still survive.

There are no gold medals for the furiously angry. Only moments of regret drowned and snubbed out by even more bouts of rage and conniption fits.

You’re angry because you have no control. People won’t modify their behavior to suit you because you can’t communicate.

Relationships fallen to the wayside, people you’re ignoring, know you should call. You’re stuck. You have no control, & that’s why you’re really pissed.

Anger is terrible for performance. It’s a severe energy leak. You want to trade it in for aggression instead-

A lot of gym rats love the gym because the weights don’t hit back. A ton of guys are in their self medicating because they’re in a vacuum. The weights don’t give you the feedback you need.

The genuine forum for ridding yourself of animosity and self destructive tendencies is in relationships with other people. Where you can actually get hurt.

You have to stop bailing too early on people & ventures. You have to stop trying to control the way other people feel especially. If you’re constantly trying to manipulate the outcomes of events it’s going to always lead to a life of misery and grief.

YOU have to give other people the opportunity to reject you without you striking first. So you can feel the pain. It’s the only way to learn.

Burning everything to the floor when it doesn’t go your way is HIDING from the pain. And so you never learn.

Most importantly, you have to stop fucking yourself over to prove to other people how tough you are.

This is how most men are going though life. Cutting off their noses to spite their own face.

Being hard on yourself is cool. But it’s cooler to allow the love of other people to set in. The entire purpose of relationships with other people is for healing.

A lot of you have taught yourselves that being unloved is somehow cool. “You don’t need anybody.”

This is a cry for help. You’re no different than a baby gripping the bars of his crib screaming for attention.

There has to be one person out there you can let show up for you. At least fucking one. Someone you can let your guard down with & let some light shine through.

The rage will slowly begin to melt away...