“Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.”
― Buddha

I grew up around an angry man.  You never knew when he would blow his top, so, everyone walked like on egg shells around him.  Blowing his top may have been wrong, but when he was angry he would throw things, break things, God forbid if he was driving when he lost it.  

As I grew older his favorite punching became me, so to avoid confrontations, when I entered high school I went to school in the dark and arrive at home after he was in bed.  It was a matter of survival.  After one severe incident I left home at the age of sixteen, quit school and started hitch hiking to destination not determined.

To this very day when someone around me shows his anger I run for the hills. My home life automatically flashes before me.  If I am out walking and see someone coming towards me that I know wants to be confrontational I will cross the street to avoid that person.

I know that when someone has anger issues, that anger is corrosive.

*** Allow me some creative licence on broadcaster Paul Harvey’s closing line***

And now you know another part of the story!