Anger

I’m in pain, with little hope of relief. Ever. And it seems to be producing some intense emotions in me.

What my anger feels like, what it does.

I definitely have anger issues toward women. Here’s how they work, and how paying for sex fits in.

I’m exquisitely dominant, but roughness doesn’t come naturally — I go to great lengths to protect the women I fuck from my anger, and I want to understand why.

Sofia’s right: I really am difficult. The two dangers of being desired — having instead of getting, and being wanted in the wrong amount.

For me, anger is never primary. It’s always protecting me from something else — usually fear.

I came to meditation through Elizabeth Gilbert and the Hare Krishnas, which should tell you something about me.

We men are like a kid running with scissors: irresponsible and dangerous.

Forgiveness isn’t something we do. It’s something that happens to us — if we let it.

Jealousy, for me, boils down to the fear that I don’t exist — and that a woman holds the power to confirm it.