What emotion drives you most — love, hate, anger, envy, compassion, something else?

Be honest. Be ruthlessly honest.

It’s anger for me. Sometimes it’s a full-on rage, more often it’s a slow simmer. I’m rarely if ever at peace, even if I try.

Honestly, I’m not sure that’s a bad thing. There are saints and pacifists in this world. I’ve never been either and can’t see myself becoming either. Rage isn’t unnecessary or implicitly harmful. Violence held in reserve for extreme situations seems OK to me.

I have been perpetrator and perpetrated upon. I have been sinner and victim. I have been the peacemaker and the warrior. All those things are part of me, but I know I have been a perpetrator more often than most people would like to admit about themselves.

It’s untrue to say I am indifferent to that — but I do accept it, and change is unlikely at this point.

Who are you? Tell me. Tell us. Most of all, tell yourself.