I don’t even want to expel [anger]. I love anger. I’m so grateful for anger. I think it’s led me to make every strong, good decision in my life that I’ve made.
I’m too fucking mad. I’m going to figure out how to do it right and how to do it better. I’m going to heal the parts that need healing so that I don’t recreate these patterns. And it’s hard work, but anger is so mobilizing that it can get you through, I think, any amount of work. Like, thank God for anger. I think sadness can really keep me stuck in the trenches. And anxiety can keep me kind of debilitated and unable to make a decision. But, my God, anger will get me off the chair, making some decisions, moving forward and doing the work.