What is the angriest you have ever been with someone?

Enraged, to the point of breaking things. And it wasn’t at a person so much as a situation. Very poor stress management on my part. I haven’t done that in a long time thankfully.

I wanted to run over my old boss, repeatedly does that count?

I failed to drive 45 minutes out of my way to purchase a candy bar for my mother, and she responded by refusing to allow my sister to visit me. When I called her out on how stupid that was, she physically assaulted me. I haven’t spoken to her since. That was six years ago.

Probably my old boss, or a lawyer I tangled with. Both are lucky I didn’t own a gun.
I had a few weak moments where I might have done something stupid, yet appropriate.

My EX husband, when I drug his infidelities out of him!
Oh man, good thing we didn’t keep a gun in the house, it would have been all over. I could have gouged his eyes out with a stick. Divorced him instead.

Myself, for acting stupidly…I blamed myself for months and months, and fell into a deep depression before I was able to recover.

The guy who ran me down in a crosswalk and ruined my life from that point on. I could have killed him. After he got his van backed off my face, he jumped out and came towards me. I screamed at him to stay away. People thought I was afraid of him. If he’d come within reach I’d have killed him with my bare hands, no qualms. Anybody who hits a pedestrian should have to give THAT vehicle to the victim to keep until their life is back to normal.

My ex wife, who was certifiably deranged, at her incessant raging and arguing and emotional and verbal abuse.

I am still feeling the damage 8 years after the marriage fell apart, just got put on blood pressure medication.

My boyfriend and I were having a discussion while driving that was so heated, that it ended in his car flipping over, landing on its roof, and being totaled. It was one month old. We were on a road trip. My mother and brother were driving behind us. It was horrifying. I haven’t been that mad since. Luckily we were both somehow completely fine. It was an extremely surreal event and day. :(

I don’t do angry, more like cold calculated revenge.

@ucme you knowwwwww (drifting off in thought) I believe I would have been disappointed if you’d said anything else. LOL.

Both involved embezzlement. One from an elderly senior and one from a Little League.

I just felt like both were so out of my hands, and neither would get the justice it deserved. Infuriating. I seethed for months over both. I can forgive mistakes, but this was intentional preying on the vulnerable in both cases.

Because there was no justice in either situation, I had to let them go. The memory still makes me feel anger, though.

@Jonesn4burgers See no point in letting shit get to you, better to make it work for you…mwaahh!!

I used to fly into insane rages before I started taking an antidepressant 20 years ago. I would get so enraged by minor things. I’d throw and break stuff all the time. I think the angriest I ever got was when my room mate refused to help me look for my glasses. I am legally blind without them and can’t find my glasses if I lose them—even if they are right in front of me. I got so mad that I threw my mattress across the room and broke a bunch of stuff.

It’s a minor thing, but like I said—before I started taking an antidepressant, I would get into these extreme rages over nothing. I can’t even get that mad now if I try. Even if someone killed my whole family and torched all my stuff, I don’t think I could get as angry as I used to back then. It’s just not physically possible.

So angry I want to kill him. Been like that since 1987.

My ex, when he cheated. Jerk.

I don’t usually get very angry at people or situations, so when I try to think of a situation or person, it’s hard to pinpoint one particular thing. I don’t hold grudges, either, because I find it easier and better for me to try to get over my anger and not necessarily forget what happened, but not to hold on to anger about it.

When I caught my boyfriend in bed with another woman, I jumped in my car and backed over his Harley-Davidson. He never cheated on me again.

^ Egads!

I wouldn’t have had to cheat again, as the relationship would be over. Wanton destruction of property is where I draw the line.

@Seek_Kolinahr it wasn’t really ‘wanton destruction’. It was dark, and I didn’t see it until it was too late. Even as mad as I was, I would never have destroyed his bike.