Crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of the women!

talking into a fan so that your voice sounds funny

The ocean

Deep-chested, full-volume, belt-it-out singing. Especially if it's either super sad or very angry.

catharsis

Riding a bike far into the woods.

Primal screaming in an enclosed space, like an elevator

Sex with my wife and fishing

Masturbating

Listening to a really good album.

There’s a good chance my wife will find me crying over Everything Goes Numb tonight.

It’s been a fucking week.

Run up mountain! Run up mountain until brain not working and feel like vomit!

Violence & Physical activity to the point of exhaustion.

Working a heavy bag or chopping firewood are great examples.

orgasm. even better with a partner

Full-contact boffer fighting. Feels good man. I can only imagine what the Buhurt loonies get out of it.

Making up jokes about whatever the upsetting situation is.

Music

Singing, playing music.

Eating good food.

And by good food, I mean food that is healthy for you and satisfying and novel enough that it causes the receptors in your brain to start firing off.

It's a rare treat to find a place that even offers that.

The last time I went to Portland I stumbled across a restaurant called kebab and had Egyptian chicken kusharia and it was so good that it made my entire week. I'm still thinking about that chicken kusharia and that was back in April.

Sad sad songs.

Boulder to Birmingham

Red dirt girl

Nick Drake song Road because he did not find a road to take him home.

Dancing can, if I feel free enough. Like going out dancing someplace.

Surfing. Especially by myself.

Writing! It exorcises the bad feelings onto the page where they are trapped forever.

Weeding the yard, one grass plant at a time

Singing (although depending on the mood and selection of songs, this may lead to crying).

Sex. Not masturbation, tho. If that ever leads to crying, they must've broke my dick.

A good session of bathroom relief.

Whistling.

Watching "The Death of a Salesman" by Arthur Miller

Getting rid of stuff at the dump.

Gardening.

Walking my dog.

Shooting my guns.

Playing “I sank it!”

Take a rock, imbue it with the emotion, the essence of what’s bothering you… name it the thing that is causing you grief, and chuck it in the fucking lake.

Never discount what a good masturbation can do, or a nap. One after the other is even better.

If those don’t work and weather permits it, just going outside and watching nature is very cathartic for me. Not feeling trapped in an apartment or situation.

Making sense of disagreements with those I care about (even if it involves more arguing) and clearing the air/resetting the mood.

planning ways to destroy my enemies

Sleeping

A hot bath. Talking to a good listener.

This may sound dumb, but resolving the problem. I was super stressed yesterday when I got an alert that my paid parking timed out. I thought i would be able to extend it on the app, but turned out you could only do that before the timer ended. And the website said you could ask a "live agent" any questions, but there was only AI with pre-selected topics.

So I had to hurry back across the city to pay for another period and I was LIVID but as soon as I got the next period covered (and no ticket) I felt better. I was (am) still angry on an intellectual level about the garbage parking company and their bald-faced lies about live agents, but I no longer felt the need to rage-scream.

A lot of good answers, so I'll add cooking.

Getting all the ingredients ready and putting them together is a good feeling. I feel like I'm creating something. Then I get to eat it. I'm making sauteed mushrooms and a turkey burger tonight. I got garlic paste for the mushrooms, so I'm excited for it. I love it when a plan comes together.

So. The thing is im kinda stoic in manner.