Frozen chicken? That brought back a "fond" memory.
Way back when this started- I felt "rage"- I wanted smash something... I looked around the kitchen for something I wouldn't mind losing.. Then my mind processed the fact that whatever I broke would be gone but the mess would be left for ME to pick up.. I wanted to run.. but I had babies at home.. Icecubes!! I grabbed the container of ice- went into the back yard and through them at trees!!!! They smashed into pieces and it felt wonderful!! The grass got watered!!
Sadly- the stage of icecubes and cleaning the house- disappeared! The home became a mess and so did I!!