Category: Lifestyle and Wellness

  • Being Angry Isn’t Bad; Having No Outlet to Direct It Is

    The Many Ways Anger Can Hurt Us

    How many of you have let your tempers get the best of you in your life?

    Once?

    Twice?

    So often that you just can’t keep track anymore?

    Being angry and seeing red can really screw us over. Whether it’s:

    • Listening to someone we disagree with
    • Not understanding an explanation when something is said to us
    • Getting accused of something we didn’t do but were somehow expected to fix
    • Getting into a car accident because of someone else’s negligence
    • Being overlooked for a promotion
    • Or, worse, needing to shout because we feel unheard

    No one takes the loud person seriously.

    Why would they?

    Everyone reacts more to the “sudden change in demeanor” than to the underlying reason someone is reacting so strongly in the first place.

    Sometimes people can feel their tempers climbing for a myriad of reasons. Some of those reasons may even be justified.

    Still, everyone seems quicker to say, “They suddenly became livid,” than to ask, “Why did their reaction change?”

    From personal experience, one underlying issue that could be driving someone toward anger is merely:

    Helplessness.

    When You Can See a Future You Can’t Reach

    Feeling helpless is one of the worst feelings anyone can experience.

    You can see how things could be better. You know that you want to provide more for your loved ones. You want margin, breathing room, and a life you actually want to experience.

    It can feel so close that you could almost reach for it.

    Then reality steps in and reminds you that imagined life is still out of reach.

    How many times have you imagined:

    You want to take a trip, but you have to wait for it?

    You want to give someone a decent gift, but it doesn’t fit into your budget?

    How about supporting a cause you care about, but you have to choose your bills instead?

    How many years has “not today” been the default answer while you keep putting your life on hold?

    My question has always been:

    Why NOT today?

    Don’t Rush Out the Door Yet

    Obviously, we can’t have everything.

    That is both reasonable and the thing that pisses me off.

    However, we only have so much time and energy on our hands, whether we’re working adults, students trying to get ahead, caring for loved ones, or being the breadwinner.

    The thing I personally need to do is channel my own temper into one problem at a time.

    It isn’t easy.

    Sometimes it looks like our ship is full of so many holes that we instinctively believe that if we patch every hole simultaneously, we’ll stop sinking.

    On paper, it makes sense.

    But realistically, how many times have we burned ourselves out doing exactly that?

    That doesn’t mean we sit there and politely watch the ship sink.

    It means choosing which hole is letting in the most water and plugging that one first.

    Anger can help with that.

    Anger can tell us, “I am fucking tired of this,” and give us energy to take action.

    The problem is when that sentence has nowhere to go.

    If I’m angry about money, screaming at my bank account isn’t going to increase it.

    If I’m angry about my health, beating myself up for not being stronger doesn’t make me stronger.

    If I’m angry because someone refuses to listen to me, replaying the argument for six hours doesn’t suddenly make them understand.

    But that anger can still become action.

    I can apply somewhere else.

    I can train.

    I can write.

    I can learn something.

    I can document the problem.

    I can walk away from something that keeps draining me.

    Anger doesn’t have to disappear before we do something productive with it.

    Do NOT Confuse Anger With Excuses

    For my particular problem, I’ve been carrying more anger for four months because my rental unit’s AC has been down.

    No matter how many emails I send.

    No matter how many maintenance requests I make.

    No matter how often I go to the office explaining the same issue, asking what part my unit needs, what the actual diagnosis is, and what work maintenance has done during those four months of me chasing them, I get no answer other than silence.

    I sleep during the day.

    It gets extremely hot when the sun hits my unit, even with a sheet acting as a curtain to block some of the sunlight. That doesn’t stop the heat from being absorbed into the building and turning my studio into an oven.

    As much as I want to scream, as much as I want to make someone try sleeping in my apartment during the hottest part of the day so they can experience what I’ve had to, chewing people out only makes things worse.

    Non-constructive uses of anger are simply forms of lashing out:

    • Speeding
    • Yelling at other people
    • Dumping your frustrations onto someone else
    • Being reckless

    None of these address or solve the underlying frustration.

    At best, they provide a few seconds of release.

    At worst, they create a second problem on top of the first one.

    That is why I think anger needs direction.

    Not suppression.

    Not pretending everything is fine.

    Direction.

    If I’m pissed off, I need somewhere for that energy to go where it won’t wreck my life.

    Maybe that means lifting weights.

    Maybe that means writing.

    Maybe that means walking until I stop replaying the same argument in my head.

    Maybe that means learning enough about the problem that I can ask better questions.

    Maybe it means documenting everything so I have something concrete to work with later.

    The outlet doesn’t have to solve the problem immediately.

    Sometimes its job is simply to stop the problem from consuming every other part of your life.

    Give Anger a Job

    It’s easier to give your money a job than to give your temper one.

    A lot of people can see the many ways money can grow:

    • Investing
    • Saving
    • Donating
    • Using it to build a business

    So what can we do to employ our anger responsibly?

    Some things I’ve been doing might be useful suggestions, but they aren’t silver bullets for my problems, and they won’t be for yours either.

    Everything I’ve tried is contextual. Some options aren’t always readily available, and when you’re someone who needs to physically move or learns better kinesthetically, meditation probably isn’t going to be at the top of the list.

    Sometimes the best job for anger isn’t:

    “Calm me down.”

    Sometimes its job is:

    “Make me move.”

    “Make me learn.”

    “Make me document this.”

    “Make me stop tolerating something.”

    “Make me start.”

    Physical Anger Needs Physical Outlets

    If anger feels physical—like punching something is somehow going to solve the issue—then lift weights, take up martial arts, hit a heavy bag, or go for a run.

    The shaking, shallow breathing, and narrowed vision can be signals from our fight-or-flight response.

    If nothing is physically trying to hurt us, that energy still needs somewhere safer to go.

    Take it out on a bag.

    Use it in the gym.

    Run hard somewhere safe.

    Train in a martial arts environment where there are rules, structure, and people who actually know what they’re doing.

    Not on appliances.

    Not on random strangers.

    Not on loved ones.

    And not on yourself.

    If Anger Is Emotional or Mental, That’s Tougher

    I don’t know how to deal with anger when it starts attacking from within.

    When it starts pushing us toward blaming other people—or ourselves.

    When it starts convincing us that we’re failures, that everyone else is responsible for our setbacks, or that we’re somehow defective because we aren’t further ahead in life.

    I don’t want to give platitudes.

    I won’t give you a list of things I haven’t tried myself.

    As upset as I can get, sometimes my temporary solution is simply to live out of spite until spite isn’t needed anymore.

    In Conclusion

    Anger is explosive.

    It’s powerful energy.

    It can kick us into gear, push us toward action, and help us become decisive.

    But it can also burn us out.

    Anger can protect us, but like fire, it can also burn everything and everyone around us.

    Use it to make a choice.

    Say:

    “Not today.”

    “Not today” can wait until after you apply for the new job.

    After you go out and meet people.

    After you try something you’ve never done before.

    After you take one step toward whatever has been eating at you.

    Just don’t let the fire burn you or everyone around you.

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  • My Personal Experiment with Primal Queen: My 4-Month Update Review

    Disclaimer: I’m Not a Medical Professional — Just Sharing My Experience

    I’ve been taking Primal Queen for about 4 months now. As I mentioned in my previous posts, this is not a silver bullet, I’m not a medical professional, and I’m not using this supplement as a replacement for sleep, nutrition, or exercise. Life has been chaotic, and my routine is… well, let’s just say “imperfect”:

    I don’t always sleep enough or consistently.

    I stay up late far too often.

    I love sweets more than I love vegetables.

    I work out 2–3 times a week while juggling two jobs.

    My energy levels, mood, and days off are all over the place.

    Basically, I’m not exactly a poster child for “ideal supplement results.”

    And that’s okay.

    Why I Started Taking Primal Queen

    The primary reason I started taking it — aside from my Ma’s recommendation — was for my menstrual cycles.

    I wanted something that might help regulate them, reduce bloating, and make my cramps more manageable.

    No illusions here: I wasn’t expecting to suddenly climb walls like Toby McGuire’s Spider-Man (I still have my astigmatism with 19/19 vision and slightly bent glasses, and I still struggle to lift heavy awkward freight at work without feeling winded).

    But I figured, maybe it could help me function a little better during my cycle, which is already a huge quality-of-life improvement.

    What’s Changed After 4 Months

    Here’s what I’ve noticed since starting Primal Queen:

    • Cycle consistency: My period now lasts 5 days every time, with roughly 21-day gaps between cycles.
    • Bloating: Reduced significantly — I’m not waddling around like a balloon by day 2 anymore.
    • Cramps: Down to a 1–2 on the pain scale, manageable enough that I can still go about my day.
    • Flow: Less heavy, no worrying about leaks — practical wins for real life.
    • Mood: Irritable when I have to do things I don’t want to do, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t always a little irritable anyway.

    Even on days when I haven’t eaten enough, slept enough, or exercised, which is often, I can still notice these improvements.

    That’s the biggest surprise. It doesn’t magically fix everything, but it gives my body a little more support to handle the chaos.

    What Hasn’t Changed

    I’m still working two jobs, working long shifts, sweating in Hawaii heat while wearing pants and a pullover because I’m a psychopath.

    My strength and stamina are still a far cry from superhero threat levels.

    My eyesight is the same — sadly, no Marvel-level upgrade here.

    But that’s okay.

    I didn’t start this expecting Spider-Man improvements. I started it to take care of myself in one tiny, practical way, and that’s exactly what it’s doing.

    Key Takeaways

    1. Supplements aren’t magic — your daily habits, stress, sleep, and diet still matter.

    2. Even with imperfect routines, small improvements can make a big difference.

    3. Tracking your results (even humorously, like my Spider-Man comparisons) helps you notice subtle wins.

    4. Consistency matters more than perfection — taking it “mostly every day” is enough to see changes.

    Optional Reflection

    • What small improvements in your routine have made the biggest difference for you?
    • Have you tried supplements in a chaotic life?
    • What results actually mattered?
    • How do you measure your “wins” when your life is messy?

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  • Navigating Financial Struggles and Guilt: When You Want to Help Your Family but Can’t Afford To

    The Guilt of Wanting to Help Family When You’re Financially Strapped

    I went home to visit my family for a day, and nothing really changed: same property, same house, my Ma, grandma, and uncle were there, and my two dogs were ecstatic to see me after nearly a year of living on my own. But time shows the truth—the guest house I grew up in on my grandma’s property is showing its age.

    The wooden stairs have rotted; the middle step caved in. The patio connecting the guest house and main house floods slightly after the recent rains. Even my parents’ bathroom had needed repairs my dad handled himself. Gnats buzzed around incessantly—more than usual—landing on my face, buzzing near my ears.

    While helping Ma with some simple math problems, she overshot an answer from $1,200 to $12,000. I told her that if I had $12,000, I would help fix the place up. Like always, Ma shook her head and said, “Don’t worry about the house.”

    I hate it whenever my parents push against me when I talk about not earning enough. I understand the sentiment—they want me to be grateful I’m working, that I’m earning—but I hate that I can’t help more financially because I need to take care of myself first. I’m not broke enough to need help anymore. But I’m too broke to help my family. And it kills me inside.

    When Advice Says to Earn More, But You’re Capped

    I’ve heard the same advice over and over: earn more money, and you’ll be able to help. Yeah, no kidding, Sherlock. That doesn’t make it any easier.

    I was born and raised in Hawaii, one of the most isolated and expensive states in the US.


    Paradise isn’t free. It’s only paradise if you can pay for it. If you can’t, it’s just a place that slowly crushes you under the cost of living.


    Jobs that pay enough to live comfortably are limited to tourism, hospitality, medical, and other customer-facing roles.

    A statistic from years ago said that to live comfortably in the 808, a household needs to earn over $132,000 annually.

    Meanwhile, I make under $40,000 per year, juggling a warehouse job and a part-time role, while carrying roughly $10,000 in personal debt.

    Even when I find ways to make things work for myself, the financial gap to help my family feels impossible.

    What Do You Do When You See Family Struggling?

    This is a hard truth I’ve had to accept:

    I don’t help.

    At least not in any substantial financial way like I used to.

    Occasionally, I’ll see if I have leftover cash to buy lunch or dinner for my parents when we have the same day off, but repairs? Major bills? I can’t do that.

    A few years ago, before I moved out, Ma asked me for help financially. At the time, I only had a car loan and a few credit cards. She needed money. I didn’t ask what it was for. I took out a few personal loans that accrued to roughly $30,000 over the years—bigger ones Ma handled, smaller ones I paid.

    Those loans are long paid off, but the emotional and financial toll left a scar. It reinforced how much we were scraping by just to make sure basic living conditions were met.

    And all because the only resources available to us, when paychecks were already stretched thin, were loans.

    When Family Says to Help Yourself First

    Ma always tells me: “Don’t worry about the house.” She and Dad will figure things out, even if it takes time. Sure, on paper, their combined income is over $100K, but the reality—the repairs, the small, unseen struggles—says otherwise.

    I used to give them money to cover repairs, but now, Ma tells me to focus on paying off my current debts. Without loan payments draining my wallet, I can rebuild my emergency fund, invest more into my Roth IRA, and eventually help my family—not because I have no choice, but because I want to.

    Choosing Not to Help Is Still a Form of Care

    As frustrating as it is, as much as it feels like abandoning your family, not helping when you’re drowning is still a form of care.

    I learned this the hard way after taking on loans years ago to cover immediate needs. The emotional and financial toll made me feel like I was running with cinderblocks cemented to my feet. I was going nowhere, except down.

    When the time comes that I’m debt-free—maybe not earning everything I’d like—I can give support from a place of stability. I can help because I choose to, not because I have no other option. And that matters.

    Final Thoughts

    This isn’t easy. The guilt of wanting to help while being financially constrained never fully disappears. But being honest with yourself about what you can handle is an act of care, not cowardice.

    You can still love your family, support them in small ways, and plan for the future—without sacrificing your own stability.

    Like Hawaiian Airlines says during their demonstrations before take off—put your mask on first before helping someone else with theirs.


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