I've never thought of it like this before...

I recently took a personality test and learned that I'm a Type 1 (according to this particular version): a perfectionist/idealist who, at my best, wants to encourage myself and those around me do everything correctly, but who, at my worst, is judgmental and impatient. I can get very angry and frustrated. No duh. Tell me something I don't already know.

I've been reading Frederica Mathewes-Green lately. She wrote an insightful piece regarding her own anger, and it hit home:

"But, oh, how sweet is anger. When I'm angry, I'm not in the wrong. Somebody else is in the wrong, and for once I have peace. A delicious peace that gnaws over the wrong like a lion with a ragged bone. It is delicious and compelling enough that it urges me to accumulate other wrongs and hold them greedily close. I love to be wronged; only then, for that brief moment, can I be sure I'm right. It is intoxicating in its sweetness, this brief joy in being right. It is good to be a victim, because victims are sinless."

Ouch.