Can love and anger co-exist? Does one negate the other? These were the questions I was thinking about before writing this blog. So often, one gets angry with an external source – a person, an organization, a nation, a world – because a loved one is being threatened or a cause that is close to one’s heart is callously treated. Love, then, it appears, LEADS one to anger, often uncontrollable, unreasonable, and even subsumes one’s love for the self, which is, arguably, the most love one feels for anything or anyone in a life time.
Then again, we often vent our anger – the vilest of words, harshest of language and bitterest of emotions – on our most loved ones, our nearest and dearest, our family and closest friends. It could be because we want to prevent them from falling into an abyss they are intent on falling into, it could be because they have not lived up to our need for understanding, appreciation, affection.
Either out of our extreme anxiety or extreme disappointment, our anger makes us cruel with those we would want to be the kindest.
Love and anger, it appears, are more closely linked than we would imagine!