Anger: I hit my heavy bag (and remember to put gloves on first)
Sad: I hit my heavy bag (but forget to put gloves on first)
Lost or Hopeless: I write poetry or lyrics
Numb: I drink. It isn't a good coping mechanism, but you asked and I'm honest.
I am getting a heavy bag heard it does wonders, and while drinking is not a crutch you should walk to far with at times it can at least be something to count on to make you feel better no matter how temporary, sex is that way sometimes but has too many landmines attached at least right now.
Above all
write it beats screaming, don't worry if nothing rhymes or makes sense it is a way to purge yourself of angry, hateful and destructive thoughts. I have found writing can be a sense of relief and of dismay(when she looks through my notebook) then I have to explain some of those things and their meaning and persude her not to call the looney bin for me.
Bourbon is my weakness, I have also slowed down drinking now I only use one hand.
