(((embraced)))
My anger took care of itself when the rest of my life became peaceful, secure, and happy. Until then, I just let it rage in its cell all it wanted, only letting it out when the A in my life did something stupid and disrespectful. (Picture having the tasmanian devil in a cage, and letting it out to chase him when it was appropriate. Rowr.)
I still have a very short fuse with active alcoholics, but the overwhelming anger is gone. I realize that I was blaming alcoholism for everything that went wrong in my life (including MY skin, health, etc.) When life got better, I got better, and there was no room left for rage.
Hoping that the baby steps you're taking to health and sanity will lead you to a place where your anger is obsolete.
Love,
GL