Letter To Anger

Dear anger,

I want to say long time no see but truth is you've been hanging out with me for a while now.
You are with me when I go to sleep, you are with me when I scroll down the news, you are with me when I work-out and scream for my muscles to get tighter, you are with me when I march the streets looking for fairness that seems to be long gone. 

You are with me right now as I punch down the keyboard as if it was my very own punching bag.
You were with me a moment ago as I wrote a comment on an ignorant facebook post.
One from a bigoted man that somehow is in my social media group of friends but not for long if YOU keep hanging around.

I SO appreciate your loyalty, and vast amount of drive. When you speak in my head - you SCREAM, when you walk through these feet of mine, you RUN, when you cry, you SOB loudly for the world to hear. 

Who would I be without my anger right now? How else can I face injustice and ACT on it? I know no other way than letting anger be my leader at these times. See, your voice is talking through me even as I am writing TO you.

I want to say I'm sorry, dear Anger.
I didn't appreciate you before. I thought you were a mask to something else...sadness...or pain...or something...but you deserve your own spotlight in my box of emotions. You have earned it with your loyalty. You have supported me, protected me, reminded me that my voice matters and you've helped me stand up to Fear time and time again. 

I love you, I honor you, I appreciate you. 

Your vessel.

P.S. maybe you can let Joy come out and play with me for a little bit? I miss her.