I get into my car and go!

yep, jump in the truck and take off.

Crank up the stereo, re-arrange the furniture in my house (variety is the spice of life lol) and sometimes I go for a drive or sit on the beach or park with a book

I hit myself (usually on the side of my head or on my knees) or I cut.

Recently I've taken to smashing dishes on the back fence. It's starting to get to be an expensive outlet though...

stereo or ipod at full blast

Depending on the situation, time and place etc...I either get in the car and go (someday I might not come back) or I hide somewhere dark and warm, like the closet.

Make changes in my life.

chocolate cake

Take an FIA pill & smoke a cig.

In positive ways I journal, walk, clean, talk it out, listen to music, cook/bake.

In negative ways I blow up, yell swear, kick and or punch things (though that's few and far between since I broke my hand earlier this year from punching the side of our house.)

What makes me feel bad though is when my kids get the angry yelling swearing mom. That's how my mom used to be and I don't want my kids seeing it. I'll admit that I'm not the alcoholic my mother was/is and I don't do it daily (not even weekly for that matter) but when it does happen it really digs at me.

all of the above

except I quit smoking

walking, talking, venting...changing the situation if at all possible

Good for you for quitting! How long ago did you quit? I quit on Jan 19, 2004...still crave it every now and again on bad days but I'm glad I haven't gone back to it.

It just dawned on me I also eat-often I will overeat or eat junk. Toinght was a prime example-bacon, eggs fried in the bacon greese...I'm feeling ill now and regretting half of what I ate...

mary!!!!! yardsales for the plates and cups!!! geez...u never listen! lololol smooch.

i usually get in my car and drive with the music loud...or go get the g-girls.

I prefer to hide under my desk, or in a bathroom. I'll take a couple of breathes and then contemplate how the heck I'm going to get out of there without anyone knowing that I just retreated from reality. Usually that thought takes over whatever pissed me off. If not, then I hide and cry (like today), which is never, ever pretty.