I recently shared a story about one of the things I would do when I was angry or frustrated as a teenager. I would ask one of my brothers to go with me to the playground of our neighborhood school. We would take a baseball and bat with us. I would have him pitch the ball to me and I would just hit it as hard as I could. We would do this over and over until the thoughts that had been bothering me no longer bothered me.
Back then I knew what, rather who I was angry with and what incidents caused me to feel this way.
Now that I am older, here is what I realize about what affected my emotions:
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My thoughts about a recent incident.
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My choice to dwell on those thoughts, repeatedly replaying that hurt/frustration in my mind.