THE SKULLGAME ANGER TOOLKIT lets you measure your anger that you might use it as a useful tool for managing the measured goddamned anger you might be managing to feel right fucking now.
HE CRIES, SHE FLEES, BUT WHAT ABOUT YOUR ESCAPE PLAN?
1. How am I feeling right now? Check all that fucking apply, goddamn it.
___ Angry
___ Worthless
___ Hostile
___ Depressed
___ Mean/evil
___ Revengeful
___ Angry
___ Bitter
___ Like a motherfucker
___ Paranoid
___ Victimized
___ Numb. Like ice.
___ Angry
___ Resentful
___ Frustrated
___ Destructive
You see, these are some of the names that we give to our feelings of anger. Other names we give our anger are MIKE LA VELLA. And KATHY WOODS. And the CLEVELAND BROWNS. And, apparently, there is no cure for any of them that doesn't have a bullet attached to it.
FEEEEEL THE BURN.
So you see, the first step in resolving our anger problem is to identify it as anger! LOOK AT IT AND IDENTIFY IT. AS ANGER!!!!
The purpose of this step is to make our anger more specific. So we can focus more clearly on MIKE LA VELLA, KATHY WOODS and the CLEVELAND BROWNS. No one can manage anger that is vague and covered up with fucking euphemisms.
2. Now what the fuck happened to make you angry?
YES. YES. YOU SHOULD HAVE PICKED YOUR OWN GODDAMNED COTTON
If we can focus on the specific incident that triggered our anger, our anger becomes more understandable and more easier to manage. (Use available space to answer in as great a length as you need to).
___in this space right here______
3. Who am I angry at?
ONLY THOSE THAT GODDAMNED DESERVE IT VINNIE. ONLY THOSE.
___ My own goddamned self
___ My spouse that fucking piece of shit
___ My partner. Hah!
___ My boss the asshole
___ The kids, oh god, those kids
___ God, goddamn it
___ The Entire Fucking Human Race
___ My Life On This Graying Granite Tomb We Call Earth
___ All men who are fags, which is essentially all men
___ Women and sluts, which are essentially the same things
___ Other races like nigras, chinee, kikes, spics , micks, guineas, and towelheads
___ Miscellaneous
Our anger usually will involve five (5) general areas. Or four (4). Fuck IT. Make that five (5)!!!
(1) Our anger at others for being unrepentant eaters of shit,
(2) Others anger at us for showing them,
(3) Our anger at self for being so stupid, stupid, stupid,
(4) Residual anger from the mocking, humiliation-filled past, or
(5) Abstract anger at the God that obviously hates us.
Now that you have established the fact that you are angry and that your anger has an "object" in the real world, like everyone (else) that deserves to suffer, you are ready for the fourth step in working through the anger process. You are ready to factor your anger into its main components. If you can identify the specific fucking facets of your anger, you will be in a better position to put your anger into a more moderate and more manageable perspective. You can do this by asking yourself a series of focusing fucking questions.
4. How did the situation make me feel besides angry?
CURIOUSLY RELIEVED.
(Example #1: His criticisms of me when I stab his thigh makes me feel unappreciated and good for nothing)
(Example #2: The police never seem to understand this type of thing.)
(Use available space to answer in as great a length as you need to).
___in this space right here______
Now that you have pinpointed your feelings underlying your anger, you are now ready to put your anger in a clearer perspective. The next step is to "peel" your anger down to the next layer of white hotness.
5. What about this angers me the most?
GATHERED ONLOOKERS WHO THINK THEY'RE HELPING BUT WHO ARE IN FACT, JUST SLOWING ME DOWN?
For example, you have established the fact that in the above situation it made you feel powerless, unappreciated or good for nothing. You are now ready to take a closer look at these feelings underlying your anger and formulate a serious escape plan. What is it about being made to feel powerless to not stab him more that angers you the most? Some examples of what you might find upon deeper analysis is:
"there is nothing that I can do about it. Except flee."
"I feel so stupid! For not having fled sooner."
"I feel guilty for allowing it to happen. I mean the not fleeing sooner"
"I feel inadequate to cope with this situation with a car that has expired tags and only a half a tank of gas."
Having peeled your anger down to this level, you are ready now to penetrate your anger at its deepest level. To penetrate again and again until you feel sweet release and you are ready to focus on the real issue underlying all of the prior layers and levels of your emotional distress: the stabbing and the slut that caused it.
6. Now, what about this angers me the MOST?
WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!?! NOT HAVING A VIABLE GODDAMNED EXIT STRATEGY VIS A VIS ESCAPING FROM THE FUCKING PIGS. MORON.
This level of self-analysis usually brings us down to bedrock bellicosity. Down to the fundamental issue that underlies all the others, and which must be identified and relieved if we are to strengthen our vulnerability to mismanaging our anger -- and making our lives more miserable than it needs to be. The answer found at this level of self-analysis often turns out to be, "I feel that YOU are so worthless!" It is hard for us to respect someone who is stupid, helpless, inadequate and powerless! And when we have those feelings towards someone we've stabbed, they destroy our respect for our pre-planned escape plan.
You see, the final step in managing our anger against an unjust world consists of replacing these feelings of worthlessness--even unworthy of our OWN respect -- with its specific antidote. The only antidote for self contempt: blinding rage.
The book Who I Am: Don't You Know? and its companion volume Who The Fuck Are You? goes into the detailed process by which you are able to extricate yourself from this swamp of dismissive contempt, self doubt, and self-recrimination at neglecting good escape planning. You can then begin to get on with the task of coping with the ups and downs of relationships and everyday life.
Good luck brothers and sisters.
Now...OFF TO AVN & SLUTS, SLUTS, SLUTS!!!
