So yesterday I destroyed another vacuum cleaner. I knew I was getting angrier as I was using it, but I just wanted to get the job done and then I could have a break. Instead, near the end of the job, I grabbed the handle near the end and kept smashing it into the main part.
I think the main part might be okay and it turns out there was an old handle lying around. I was just cleaning up this old handle when I started feeling pretty angry again. There seems to be a definite link between vacuum cleaners and me turning into a maniac.
Why? Well, I know some reasons which contribute to the rage, but you know what? Knowing why I'm angry doesn't magically cure it, contrary to popular belief.
I know a lot of workaholics. Lucky people. They get relief by keeping busy. Unfortunately my brain is good at multi-tasking. I can work and be filled with loathing and self-loathing all at the same time!
I've gone to a couple of counselling sessions. The counsellor said that after the extreme anger has passed, maybe I should confront the person who made me angry (I've confronted a few vacuum cleaners in my time). I don't think this is particularly helpful. Soon I'd be spending all my spare time emailing people, calling people, visiting people and visiting graveyards, and probably just being even angrier.