Ultimate Fighting Me

I'm angry all the time.
My wife thinks I'm just processing a lot of repressed emotions.
I think she's probably right.
But I don't like being as angry as I am.
And I don't like being as angry as often as I am.

I would really like to be involved in some kind of Iron Man elimination fight. Something like Wolverine was involved in when we first meet his character at the beginning of the first X-Men movie. A whole bunch of people challenge him by getting in the ring with him. They punch him a little, then he punches them and they're out. And challengers just keep coming. That's what I want. I wanna beat up on everybody. Until I'm beaten and exhausted. Just pound as many people as I can. Physically punish them. Then get punished in return. Then stop.
It would all be gone then.
All punched out of me.
All beaten out of me.
And it would be gone.
And then I could show my bruises to my wife.
And she would swoon.
"You're so tough. Look at the beating you took and you're still walking around."
"Yes, and don't forget how many people I beat the fuck up."
"Oooohhhh," she would swoon more, "I love it when you beat up on people and then say 'fuck'."
"Fuck."
And then we would make out a lot.
And I wouldn't be angry.
Ever again.