One day, I watched a video of a man who was throwing empty wine bottles in a rage (泄愤屋) room. I felt a(n)1to go and smash (砸碎) some glass myself. Everyone was keen to show how2their lives were.
I handed over the cash and3protective overalls (防护服) and a mask before entering the rage room with a friend. We started4but were soon giving it everything. I started with glass bottles, but I soon,5to heavier goods. It was partly the6of work that led me to the rage room. I am an entertainer in film and television, but I still need to7the rent. Standup comedy and small acting roles help me8.
Before discovering the rage room, I9all kinds of ways to deal with stress: karaoke and the gym. Going to the gym is about getting10looking good, but when I'm smashing things, the intention is11. When I behave like a caveman (野人), I leave any12behind.
The rage room is a place of honest13. During one session, a year and a half after we14, the words of my ex (前女友) came into my head: "I just don't think you put enough effort into our relationship." I thought this15was unfair. In a flash of broken glass, I realized I had been16that thought for too long.
I still haven't fully realized my dream. But17the rage room has taught me anything, it is that I am not a(n)18person any more. I don't experience rage before, during or after a session.
The whole19feels like a calm and controlled release. It is extremely20. I think everyone could pay a visit.