Anger and sorrow are strange bedfellows. They are stages of grief. Sometimes the choices we make impact all those around us, particularly those we love.
I am angry that poor choices result in poor outcomes. I am sad, that the loss that stems from poor choices leave broken hearts and broken families.
We can be so selfish and myopic sometimes, that our poor decisions impact the lives of everyone in our circle of influence. Our anger makes us vulnerable, our grief makes us human. Either way, we lose.