MashaAllah. I wish I was like you.
Uncle Woodrow's post was spot on. There's good and bad anger. My good anger comes when I read about child abusers. I have to fight the urge to stop myself from going on a paedo hunt and killing one, if not all. And those who commit blasphemy. I once kicked someone out of my house for pointing at the sky and saying, 'It's his fault' to Allah. Na udhu billah. And seeing injustice being done to others. My bad anger is when people are just inconsiderate - like bad neighbours etc. I don't like this part of myself and I hope to fix it. I used to be so calm. I miss that old me