Anger

This morning I woke up angry. I hate it when that happens. I was having this dream that I was in class with he, and he just walked out of the room to our other class without telling me or waiting for me or anything. So I go after him and say 'thanks for waiting' and he's halfway down the stairs with some other girl that I don't know. And he looks back and rolls his eyes and keeps walking. And I look down and I have his bag in my hand. So I go to our other class and everyone is there except him and I throw his bag and it lands on a record player. (yes, it's weird, but it's a dream, so it's ok) And a couple of people in the first row look at me and then I storm out to go find my cell phone. And I wake up. Angry.

Where is this coming from? I am not an angry person. I am a very accepting person of other people. My reactions to things are usually more on the sad spectrum than the angry spectrum. You broke up with me? I'm sad. Denver lost the Superbowl? I'm sad. Bush won the election? I'm sad. Parents don't call? Sad. I don't yell and scream and say mean things and hit things. It just isn't me. But obviously for the past almost 24 hours I have had this anger well up from god knows where and I don't know what to do about it.

Is it a good thing? Or is it just as destructive as everything else?