A little anger

Once again I'm dealing with a break-up. OK, it's the same break up I was getting over before, but now it's for real. I got really mad and ended a friendship with an ex-boyfriend. I felt humiliated by this individual in various ways, and finally I got mad instead of depressed.
Now the think is, in many ways, this is a nice and interesting person. And he provided caring along with the not-so-nice things. In no way was this a black and white situation.
But I tended in the past to accept bad treatment as a reflection of myself, of my innate undeservingness. I'm no longer willing to do so. It's an uphill battle, but I am determined. I will like myself and remind myself of my good qualities. And I no longer accept mistreatment.
Things end so better things can begin.
Here is an inspiring blog entry by Therese J. Bochard in her blog Beyond Blue, on the goodness of getting mad - A little anger is good. I'd add that for some of us, a lot of anger is good.