Hi everyone -- I'm new here, and really appreciate everyone sharing their experiences. I had a weird bout of rage today that precipitated me joining the board -- it is kind of horrifying and funny all at the same time. Here's the quick story:
Late in the afternoon I made a quick trip in the car -- I wasn't even a mile from home, waiting at a stop light to cross a highway. I was first in line at the red light, waiting to go straight, and a young man pulled up behind me and started laying on his horn, flipping me off, gesturing, etc. Apparently he thought it was a right turn only lane. Normally when people are wacky in traffic I just wave and turn up my radio. Instead, I
got out of my car, walked right over to his window and explained to him that the lane was clearly marked. He went insane, because I was absolutely angry, but also dead calm and right in his face in the window. He turned beet red, used the f word about 8 times (as both an adjective and a verb). I think what made him so mad is that I wasn't the least bit intimidated by his bad boy behavior (guessing he was about 24 yrs. old).
When he threatened to ram my car I said, "Go ahead!" Then he threatened to smash my (profanity deleted) face in, I looked him straight in the eye and said, "I'd like to see you try -- get out of the car now!" He didn't (thank God), I got back in my car, the light finally turned green (very long light), and I drove off. The weird thing is, even though my heart was definitely pumping, I didn't feel bad. As in, I didn't feel particularly guilty or ashamed at my behavior -- I mean, this is not normal behavior for me! The only thing I really worried about was that I really hoped none of the other people in traffic who witnessed this ridiculous scene were not my neighbors...
OK, so admitting the obvious: 1) it is generally not safe to aggravate crazy young men, and I am certainly not advocating being aggressive or putting oneself in a dangerous situation. 2) it's just not safe for others for you to get out of your car when you should be in it with your seat belt on paying attention.

3) Turn the other cheek, live and let live, give better than you get, etc., etc., etc...
The wave of anger left almost as quickly as it came on. As it turns out, I couldn't find the place I was looking for, drove home, didn't say a peep about it to my husband, and just sat quietly thinking it over. After it passed, it felt really, really hormonal. Kind of like crazed teenager feelings. I noticed I had a lot of anger, but felt pretty calm about being angry, if that makes any sense. I remembered how hard menopause had been for my mother, and had a lot of compassion for her. And then I decided to find my own path, and seek out some community.
So here I am-- presenting myself as a completely crazy person.

Thanks for listening! I'm going to try to learn to take some constructive action so I don't make any more public scenes...