I used to just "eat" my anger, sit on it and stew. I'd often have "revenge" fantasies, some as simple as just telling the person off, and some times something more. Since I was a teenager, I've tried to "control"/stifle my emotions. Biting down on my anger, hate, fear, loneliness, joy, with the belief if I couldn't feel, I couldn't be hurt. We can all see the good that's done.
Now, I accept it and breath into it. I spoke with Rebecca about this once, and she thought it was a horrible outlook on life, but I think I communicated myself poorly. I try to accept what has made me angry, and accept my anger. What has happened has happened, I can do nothing to change that, all I can do it is change how I react to it. Now rather that try to stomp my feelings down, I try to notice them but not be carried along with them. I try to "feel where the anger is seated" and breath into that area, and give the anger room so that it can move and be on it's way.
I'm still learning/practicing mindfulness so I'm still inclined to get caught up in my emotions, so I also still use my old controls as well.
Now, I accept it and breath into it. I spoke with Rebecca about this once, and she thought it was a horrible outlook on life, but I think I communicated myself poorly. I try to accept what has made me angry, and accept my anger. What has happened has happened, I can do nothing to change that, all I can do it is change how I react to it. Now rather that try to stomp my feelings down, I try to notice them but not be carried along with them. I try to "feel where the anger is seated" and breath into that area, and give the anger room so that it can move and be on it's way.
I'm still learning/practicing mindfulness so I'm still inclined to get caught up in my emotions, so I also still use my old controls as well.