When I'm angry I garden - pull weeds. Nothing like pinching the heads off dead blooms or jerking a weed out by its tiny little roots to work out the anger.
Today I've just wanted to cry about everything so when husband went fishing, I went to garden - no weeds to pull. I came in and worked on granddaughter's quilt a little. That helped some.
I think a good old piece of chocolate cake with ice cream is what I really need!