Anger as a Secondary Emotion to Fear

On Monday night, my husband, boys, and I were ordering snow cones on Main Street when my youngest son darted into the street. Time froze. I could only yell, “Damn you, kid.” My husband rushed into the street and grabbed our son. Our son squirmed in my husband’s arms for the next half-hour while we ate our snow cones.

I wondered why I would swear at my child when he was in danger. What I said wouldn’t do any good. What motivated my cursing my child? I know I had the freeze reaction while my husband had the fight reaction. I was afraid for my son’s life, yet I felt no control. My PTSD from my third son’s accident reared its ugly head when my youngest was in mortal danger. I believe my mind knew that my husband would grab my son, as my husband had saved my third son last year.

In recent online conversations, I have read how anger is a secondary emotion. I realized that my curse came from the primary emotion of fear (and love). I was angry with my son, but truly I was afraid to lose my son. I love him so much I don’t want to lose him. But I know life can be cruel at times. I thank God that this time my son survived unscathed.

My counselor and I discuss my third son’s accident as I am sorting through that trauma. My counselor talks about how rape survivors will blame themselves for not fighting against their attacker, but their bodies freeze just to survive the ordeal. Their reactions kept them alive and were necessary. Many reactions are simply to survive the ordeal.

I understand that my fear manifested in anger toward my son. I cursed him to cope with that fear. I can understand what I did was inappropriate. For that, I need to let my executive brain and my lizard brain work through the problem. I wonder if I can train myself to have a healthier reaction. Whatever happens, my body is going for survival of my offspring.

One time when a deputy sheriff pulled me over, he said something about making sure his kids/my kids wear the “damn seatbelt.” His statement was intimidating and inappropriate. But I understand where his anger comes from. He has seen unbuckled children die in accidents. He loves those he serves, though it may come out in the wrong way.

With the threat of COVID-19, some are letting their fear and anger overrule love. For example, a woman in a Gainesville, GA Walmart told an unmasked woman and her children, “I hope you all die because you’re going to kill me and my husband.” She was afraid for her life and her husband’s life. Her primary motivation of loving herself and her husband is a good thing. It’s letting the fear overwhelm her into attacking others that is wrong. A better reaction would be to politely ask people to wear a mask and educate others on the risks. Then let people decide for themselves.

How can we let love guide our actions first instead of anger? It takes a lot of practice and soul searching. We need to accept our fear and see how it can positively motivate us along with love. For example, we can encourage others to make wise choices, but not attack them in any form. We need to apologize when we hurt others. We need to forgive ourselves and others.

We need to breathe. Just breathe.

See the Whole Person: both Good and Bad

During my high school chemistry class, I thought I had a perfectly funny comeback in my head. My guy friends would sometimes joke, “Die!” when playing war or video games. Thus, I felt it was okay to blurt out, “I hope you die!” to a guy friend. The whole class of six people froze. Stunned, the teacher told me not to say that. Most were flabbergasted because that didn’t fit my character at all. I fumbled an apology with a strange explanation. They ignored me for the rest of class. The next day everyone talked to me like normal. They had forgiven me for my stupidity.

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Five years later, I read Orson Scott Card’s book, Speaker of the Dead and one lesson stuck with me: People have a mix of good and bad. Andrew “Ender” Wiggins in Ender Games destroyed the hostile aliens because he empathized with them. In Speaker of the Dead, Andrew Wiggins shared the good and bad qualities of the hostile aliens, which opened the eyes of the public years later. His new mission changed to sharing deceased persons’ narratives of their good and bad points.

Like Ender, we understand people better when we empathize with them. We recognize the good and bad actions and personality traits they have. We understand their motivations for their actions. Whether or not we agree with those actions, we understand why people act as they do.

In our current day, we need to see people from the past and present as an entire person before “canceling” them. We need to put their words and actions into context before making a final judgment. In the meantime, we can set temporary boundaries around inappropriate words and actions. For example, my chemistry teacher corrected me and my classmates looked at me strange and ignored me for a day. They saw I recognized my error and we all moved on.

Thus, it behooves me to forgive others their stupidity as I have been forgiven of my stupidity.

We have all made mistakes, or sinned terribly, but most of us have learned from those mistakes and sins. Look at how the person is acting now. Has the person apologized? Has the person deleted those awful words? Have they made appropriate compensations?

Instead of “canceling” a person, how can we encourage a person to change?

Overall, we need more positivity and love in our world to change lives for the better.

How Do I Use Thee, Mask?

How do I use thee? Let me count the ways.

I use thee to the depth and breadth and height

My face can reach, when breathing out of sight 

When I cannot maintain a six-foot space. 

I use thee to the level of every day's

Most germy need, by sun and moonlit night.

I use thee freely, as men strive to fight; 

I use thee purely, as eyeglasses haze. 

I use thee with the passion put to use 

In my relief, and with my doctor's faith. 

I use thee with a zeal I seemed to lose 

With my last fears. I use thee with the breath, 

Coughs, sneezes, of all my life; and, if law choose, 

I shall use thee even after death.

Parody of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's Sonnet "How do I love thee?"