very thought-provoking piece. i never admitted (to myself or anyone else) that i was angry. i thought anger was inappropriate, unfeminine, ugly. when i finally admitted to myself that i was an addict and stopped using, the anger came rolling off me in waves. if i wanted to stay sober, i had to find a way to deal with it. for me, that way is the 12 steps. basically, when i’m angry, i write down the whos, the whys, and the what-can-i-do-about-its, i read it to someone else, and i move forward slowly and patiently. it works for me (of course, not for everybody). anger and i coexist peacefully now.