The truth is I was nicely brought up and taught not to show my rage even though it was building up inside.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
When you learn that a truth is a lie, anger follows.
There were a lot of people who were a little afraid of the rage or blaming stance I was taking, and find what I am doing now more refreshing.
Rage only works if it is justified. That's the trick with rage. You gotta have a reason to be mad.
I was raised in a family where none of us ever raised a voice, so there was no room to express feelings of rage or even unabashed joy - a little bashed joy, here or there, or being mildly disgruntled.
I do stand up sometimes out of anger. Sometimes the greatest stuff comes from a dark place.
The biggest lessons I've learned in life have probably come from a bad situation, from an angry situation, even if I wasn't the one who was angry.
I lived in a state of rage from 12 to 20. Until college, I was beyond an outsider. I was a voyeur of life.
There's something very particular about the kind of rage you feel when you're alone in a practice room by yourself, unable to master a simple thing like a rudiment.
I don't know, in view of the situation and the act going where it was going, I don't know, the rage did go all over the place. It went to everybody in the room.
Though I was not a belligerent kid, I do not think I ever passed up a good opportunity to fight.
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