How angry were you, what did you do, do you regret it? Mine was my ex mother in law swearing at me because I didn’t tell her my grandmother died until later that day. I had to bruise my own arm by squeezing it to stop myself from losing control.
What’s the angriest you’ve ever been?
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Sitting at the lights revving my engine with the red mist of rage after a massive argument with my ex. I was angry as fuck and the whole world could fuck off for all I could care.
I heard the sound of a motorbike next to me, also revving its engine. Some cunt who wants to race me. Well fuck him too…
I looked over and it was a motorbike cop. He was looking straight at me and revving his bike.
“Fuck you too. I’m not in the mood for this” I think.
The lights turn green and we screech off down the road, side by side. We switch up through the gears. 50mph, 70mph, 90mph, 110 mph…
We go on like this for a mile or so before eventually he pulls off in the direction of the police station. I slow right down and take a deep breath.
“Fuck…what did I just do??”
All the anger over my ex had just evaporated. I was calm as fuck, happy even. I drove for another two miles before I realised I was supposed to be driving home and my house was in the other direction.
Waiting tables understaffed on a very busy day. People don’t realize how stressful that job can be.
This female family member had been poking and prodding and antagonizing me for three years straight and I never retaliated. One day she vandalized my laptop by drawing on the monitor with permanent marker then left the house for like three days before I found out. Then she texted me saying she was sorry. I didn’t reply. When she came back, I confronted her and she slapped me across the face.
Next thing I know WE WERE FIGHTING Being a guy and much taller and stronger than her, I whooped her ass literally all around the downstairs, up the stairs, then in every room upstairs, then back down the stairs.
Another family member pulled us apart. From that day on, whenever that bitch saw me, she would step aside and never antagonized me or said one word to me.
No I don’t regret it one bit.
My brother robbed my mother of roughly $1000. He was 19 and I was 21 at the time. He had treated me and the rest of us like shit for a good 5 years. It was the last straw, I lounged at him screaming like an animal and shook him while grabbing his shirt collar. Screaming in general LOL. I was about to strike and my dad grabbed my arm. The idiot proceeded to go to the kitchen and grab an exacto knife and try to stab me. My Dad fought him off with one of the kitchen chairs before he got to me. Fun times.
Angry enough that some really old scars spontaneously reopened themselves and started bleeding.
Usually I leave when I’m frustrated, because I know what I might do if people continue to push me, and I’ll probably not regret it, though the legal repercussions would suck.
If I’m actually angry though (beyond frustrated) I get cold, calculating. I plot. I find ways to make people doubt themselves, find ways to wreck their lives without them knowing it’s me. Then time passes a bit and I just cut contact before I even get a chance to do anything of the sort because I realize most people are barely worth the effort it takes to punch them, let alone actually ruin something.
I blacked out to find two people trying to get me off this guy that started with me.
Last time.
One morning as I was leaving for work, I noticed that somebody had driven through my lawn doing a slight lawn job. The tire tracks went from the road, through my lawn, and into the driveway.
I figured it was one of my stepsons friends being a smart-ass while dropping him off in the middle of the night and I gave him yet another lecture over it.
On another day, my wife and I decided to go away for the day and we took her car and left my car in the driveway. For some reason, I really can’t explain why, I decided to take a picture of the wheels of the car, kind of as a joke.
After we got back I remembered that I had taken those pictures and so I pulled them up on my phone and compared them and saw that the valve stems were in another position.
It was then that I realized that the motherfucker that did a lawn job was my stepson and he had stolen my car more than once and he had gone through my dresser drawers to find the spare key. What really set me off was that he did the lawn job as an extra “fuck you”.
I lost my shit. We ended up having the cops to the house because I was in such a rage.
I was walking my dog, and this one guy was trying to drive down the walking path. I refused to move for him, because fuck him, and the moment he could he drove onto the grass and sped around me.
I followed him into the baseball diamond and banged on his window, screaming at him for almost hitting me and my dog with his reckless driving. He refused to get out because he was a fat old man, and looked scared.
Piece of shit still pisses me off.
Mine are bad enough that the moderators usually give me warnings or threaten me with banishment.
It’s a weekly thing for me.
Don’t think I’ve had an issue with anger since I was a kid. When I was like 6, I didn’t get that if someone said something mean, that you couldn’t just thwack them 😂
But my parents sat me down and explained that it doesn’t matter who started the fight, if you make it physical, that’s crossing a much more serious line.
I think there were a handful of fights me and brother got into, though we never went full force with each other and would immediately stop if someone actually got hurt and be concerned.
Some fights with my dad, for good reasons though.
Haven’t really gotten pissed off since I was like 13. Maybe there was like 2 or 3 incidents around 15-16 where I got into some screaming matches with my family.
Of course, I do think I could have handled those situations better and would as I am now, but again I was basically a child so, I’m not holding it against myself too much
When I found out my ex wife was cheating. It was a very dark place for a long period of time. I went scorched earth through he divorce, scared the other guy bad enough he’d turn around and walk the other direction when he saw friends of mine (without me there), and had some guys that kinda ran babysitter to keep me out of trouble until I got my head together.
Very unhealthy, realized some serious anger management issues, therapy helped.
after an agrument with the gf… went to friends house and went after a tree with an axe screaming.. then i remembered he was selling oxy’s so i wasnt angry for long. just high.
ive been on suboxone since then because i got up to a very high amount of opiates those two weeks. very addictive personality.
I don’t think I could possibly narrow it down to a single occurrence
I was so angry I couldn’t speak.
It was when my mother told me “I need to ask god for forgiveness for my brother raping me.”
When a ex friend dated my ex about a month after we broke up. I was on the warpath for atleast a year and I’m very happy I didnt let my darker thoughts take over cause wew lawd they were there
Grow up weirdo
When they said ‘calm down’ as if that ever works
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