These are traits that I have, wether I want to deny them or not. I have them far more prominently then anyone else I know, or have seen. I get myself in trouble from these traits.

Wrath, in its purest form, presents with self-destructiveness, violence, and hate that may provoke feuds.
I have this, more prominently then I should. A sin against God isn't something I should be known for. Please, let me explain.
" It doesn't matter! You don't can't just do that to people! He didn't do anything to you! Leave him alone!" My, now ex, boss snickering at my defence for my husband. I took a brisk push on the door blocking us both, forcing my balled fist to the wood of the barrier.

"Come on this isn't Funny S-" He cut me off, laughing as hard as he could.
" Of course it isn't," He laughed to himself. He was quiet for a minute or two before shouting out to me,
" He's a whore to, you know? No one looks like that out in public! Just like you. " I abruptly stop his talking by punching his small window in. Seeing the fear in his face made me more angry as he continued.
" He is! Look, he thinks you love him to! Isn't that just the saddest thing?" I glanced down for only second to notice my hand bleeding, quickly looking back up at my boss, starting to only see him across the room. My muscles, and fingertips twitch from my anger. Leaving my chest to pound, my ears could hear my heart beating, my head throbbing from the tunnel vision. All of my focus was on SIlver, and only him.
" Pushing my buttons isn't ver smart. leave him alone!"

Wrath is a problem I have. One sin away from burning in hell like the rest of the rebels.