I have a really bad temper. When I was a kid, when I'd be on the verge of an angry fit, mum would send me to my room which I would then destroy. Toys would be flung in all directions, wallpaper would be stripped off the walls, and in some cases I even smashed my bedroom window. This being shy 10 year old girl... I'm sure Mum must have thought she'd given birth to a monster, hah.
Nowadays I swear a lot when in my own company. I've been tempted ,on several occasions, to smash my computer to bits when it lags up. Instead I just click furiously with my mouse (which makes the lagg worse, but me feel better hah).
I have smashed several radio's because of the songs that are played, and the people that talk and the ads. Mum only dares to play classical music nowadays.
It's not that I try to be a complete twat, there must just be a switch in my head, that when flicked, I am completely irrational and everything must be destroyed.
When I'm out it can be worse. When I hear children screaming, I mentally imagine myself choking them or hitting them with heavy objects. I wouldn't actually do that, although once I went to a health camp type place, all the girls would sleep in this long hall and I was situated beside a girl that snored all night, every night. I went over to her with my pillow and stuck it over her face. She woke up and cried and I was kicked out.
I didn't understand that what I was doing could have seriously hurt her, I just wanted her to stop f**king snoring so I could get some sleep.
But yes... My anger is the main reason I will never allow myself to have children.