What type of angry person are you, a “spewer”, a "stuffer", or a "leaker"?

None of the above. I can be aggressive, but I try to be assertive.
I communicate clearly and directly in the moment.
If I become aware I am building annoyance at a person I take a look at my own state of mind first to make sure it is not just me in the moment.
Otherwise I take a firm and direct approach.

I hate passive aggressive crap, and indirect “communication.”
If I become aware someone is a PA type I will avoid them like the plague and have minimal contact if I am forced to cope with that shitty personality flaw. Ugh!

There are healthier choices than the three you cite.

None of the above. If it isn’t important I ignore it. If it is, I try to reason. If they won’t have any of that shit, I walk away.

None of the above. I am a communicator.

I am the axe murderer type.

None of the above.

I have a great range of angry voices. And I know how to use them to their best advantage.

Stuffer for sure.

I don’t like arbitrary labels. The situation determines my reaction.

This is kinda like being a “Independent” in the political spectrum. You have a type. Own it.

I don’t get angry any more. I’ve had my fill of it, and it is bad for the spirit.

I don’t get angry I get even.
Except for when inanimate objects piss me right off, then I smash things.

None of the above. I am a reasoner. People try to fight with me, and yell at me, and I quietly state my position. If you really piss me off, I will psychoanalyze you, and tell you why your poor toilet training led to this.

I am a spewer, except I’ve never screamed insults at anyone. That is low. My “spews” are more rants and raves.

May I add a fourth category? I’m a “Leaver.” When I get very angry, I walk away and physically remove myself from the situation. My determined and non-negotiable departure makes a strong statement, yet I don’t say anything that I might regret later.

A stuffer + leaver. I try to remove myself from the situation and find somewhere to be alone. I don’t want to meet and talk to anyone until I calm down. Anyone who talk to me just add more to my anger, but most of the time I manage not to scream.

Yes.

@SadieMartinPaul :: That pretty much makes you a stuffer. If pressed you would explode.

Assume that we are talking your mom being racist at every sunday dinner from here to eternity. Eventually you would snap.

I should clarify and substitute “aggressive” for “bold.”
As in outspoken but not a jerkette. lol

It depends who I’m angry with. If it’s someone I don’t care and they’ve sufficiently pissed me off or are trying to fight with me it’s usually not pretty. People yell and scream but I stay calm(on the outside at least), that’s part of what pisses them off I think, and then I am so brutally honest in all the wrong ways that it makes people feel horrible about themselves.

I’ve noticed this “ability” of mine a couple years ago. I do feel bad about it though. When I get into arguments with those I care about, especially my fiance I tend to just tell them I need to excuse myself from the situation. They get mad at me for a time for just “walking away from it”, but in the end it works out better. I come back to the original problem with a clear head and am able to talk over what upset both of us rather than saying something I don’t really mean and hurting someone I care about.

I’m the one that decides how important this relationship is to me, and goes from there.

Those categories all sound like porn terms.

@johnpowell “That pretty much makes you a stuffer. If pressed you would explode.”

No, not at all. I stay very calm and composed, and not just externally. I prefer actions to outbursts.

I had a very unfortunate situation two nights ago (yep, the Virginia congressional primary) that caused me to walk out of a large event. Briefly, I was insulted and offended in front of an entire room. I didn’t cause a scene; I just left quitely. When my husband met me at home to discuss the problem (and tell me that I’d done the right thing), I didn’t explode at all. Since then, several people have called to tell me that what happened was outrageous, that I didn’t overreact, and that my disappearance was a smart move. But, no explosions.

That’s not the end of the story, though. The offending party will have serious regrets, but everything that I do will be rational and dignified. No tantrums; no hissy fits.