There is a hole in the drywall of my bedroom wall from a day when I was very frustrated to have come home from a 14 hour work day to find that my unemployed boyfriend of the moment had failed to do the ONE thing I had asked of him that day, which was to take out the recycling for trash day. I had 7 hours to shower, sleep, wake up, and drive to work for my 8am shift at the lab... My knuckles didn't feel so hot afterwards, but better the wall than his nose. Frustration is the emotion that I am most afraid of because it is the only thing that causes me to lose my cool.