the Fury

In arabic we have a say that goes "fend the malevolence of the meek if [he is] angry."

If you've read James Frey's A Million Little Pieces, you'll know what i mean when i write about "the fury."

The fury is the anger that arises from deep within the self, it is that uncontrollable anger, resentment, and extreme need for vengeance. The fury takes over your mind first, then your heart and soul then your whole being. It keeps you from thinking straight, clouding over your mind like a dark cloud before rain. Then the rain comes and it is a mix of bitter emotion and more anger and more and more anger.

The fury is, above all, an unstoppable need.

When ignited by someone or something the fury must be addressed. Sometimes a row of cursing will send the fury away. Sometimes smashing something or snapping at someone ever so harshly will calm it down. But other times, the fury doesn't away.

Bear with my metaphor, the fury becomes so hot inside you that it burns you. It keeps burning and burning till you get used to it. And you go numb from the heat rather than from cold. The fury numbs you, and the cruelest comeback is from a numb fury. It makes you heartless. Your need for revenge exceeds your need to breathe.