Sephtyan
April 9th, 2012, 08:33 PM
I'll start out by saying that I am a Taurus, of April the 27th, for those of you who follow by the book "The Secret Language of Birthdays".
I am a normal 16 year old, aside from having ADHD, which I've mostly overcome. I'm not taking medication, I can focus on what I need to and what I want to, and I'm in the last stages of mental maturity as far as brain development goes.
I have an exceptionally long 'fuse'. It takes quite a lot to piss me off. I have a natural ability to be conscious of my mental state, be aware of what's causing any particular emotion, and logically analyze it. I know when to quit with something if it's frustrating me. When I reach the end of that 'fuse', however, I tend to turn into Godzilla. Whereas some people may have a two inch-long fuse that leads to a wet firecracker, a temper tantrum that leads them to be pout-y for a couple minutes, I have a 2 mile fuse leading to an atomic bomb.
When I 'snap' my body gains an involuntary spasmodic effect. I will rage and fume, my mind will be incapable of linear thought, leaving only the pure will and determination to be destructive and vengeful. My muscles will be incapable of calm and stillness, leaving only the urge and need to move and flex and be.... muscle-y. Combine the two and you get a person hellbent on breaking anything and everything close to them.
I've gotten actually pissed about 3 times in my life, and each one of them left me with fewer physical possessions. A few examples: The first time I got pissed [age 12] I snapped my Gameboy SP in half, and then chucked a skateboard at a car; the second time [age 14], I shoved a kid down a moderately steep hill, aiming him for a tree. My aim was true, and he rolled, bounced once, and then hit the tree with his side, breaking a rib and dislocating his shoulder; third time [age 16, last year], I threw my T.V. across my room, threw it out an empty window from the second floor, and then went downstairs and ripped what was left of it apart with my bare hands.
When I start breaking something, I don't have clear enough thought to pick up a baseball bat, or to jump on something. I simply have to use my muscles to their utmost ability, and I need to use them on something. Essentially: Pure Rage.
I would like any and all tips on how to prevent myself from breaking anything else precious to me. I've already lost a couple game consoles, I'd prefer to keep what I have left.
I am a normal 16 year old, aside from having ADHD, which I've mostly overcome. I'm not taking medication, I can focus on what I need to and what I want to, and I'm in the last stages of mental maturity as far as brain development goes.
I have an exceptionally long 'fuse'. It takes quite a lot to piss me off. I have a natural ability to be conscious of my mental state, be aware of what's causing any particular emotion, and logically analyze it. I know when to quit with something if it's frustrating me. When I reach the end of that 'fuse', however, I tend to turn into Godzilla. Whereas some people may have a two inch-long fuse that leads to a wet firecracker, a temper tantrum that leads them to be pout-y for a couple minutes, I have a 2 mile fuse leading to an atomic bomb.
When I 'snap' my body gains an involuntary spasmodic effect. I will rage and fume, my mind will be incapable of linear thought, leaving only the pure will and determination to be destructive and vengeful. My muscles will be incapable of calm and stillness, leaving only the urge and need to move and flex and be.... muscle-y. Combine the two and you get a person hellbent on breaking anything and everything close to them.
I've gotten actually pissed about 3 times in my life, and each one of them left me with fewer physical possessions. A few examples: The first time I got pissed [age 12] I snapped my Gameboy SP in half, and then chucked a skateboard at a car; the second time [age 14], I shoved a kid down a moderately steep hill, aiming him for a tree. My aim was true, and he rolled, bounced once, and then hit the tree with his side, breaking a rib and dislocating his shoulder; third time [age 16, last year], I threw my T.V. across my room, threw it out an empty window from the second floor, and then went downstairs and ripped what was left of it apart with my bare hands.
When I start breaking something, I don't have clear enough thought to pick up a baseball bat, or to jump on something. I simply have to use my muscles to their utmost ability, and I need to use them on something. Essentially: Pure Rage.
I would like any and all tips on how to prevent myself from breaking anything else precious to me. I've already lost a couple game consoles, I'd prefer to keep what I have left.