Form: Buss-Durkee Hostility Inventory, BDHI

I seldom strike back, even If someone hits me first.

I sometimes spread gossip about people I don't like.

Unless somebody asks me in a nice way, I won't do what they want.

I lose my temper easily but get over it quickly.

I don't seem to get what's coming to me.

I know that people tend to talk about me behind my back.

When I disapprove of my friends' behavior, I let them know it.

The few times I have cheated, I have suffered unbearable feelings of remorse.

Once in a while I cannot control my urge to harm others.

I never get mad enough to throw things.

When someone makes a rule I don't like I am tempted to break it.

Sometimes people bother me just by being around.

Other people always seem to get the breaks.

I tend to be on my guard with people who are somewhat more friendly than I expected.

I often find myself disagreeing with people.

I sometimes have bad thoughts which make me feel ashamed of myself.

I can think of no good reason for ever hitting anyone.

When I am angry, I sometimes sulk.

When someone is bossy, I do the opposite of what he asks.

I am irritated a great deal more than people are aware of.

I don't know any people that I downright hate.

There are a number of people who seem to dislike me very much.

I can't help getting into arguments when people disagree with me.

People who shirk on the job must feel very guilty.

If somebody hits me first, I let him have it.

When I am mad, I sometimes slam doors.

I am always patient with others.

Occasionally when I am mad at someone I will give him the «silent treatment».

When I look back on what's happened to me, I can't help feeling mildly resentful.

There are a number of people who seem to be jealous of me.

I demand that people respect my rights.

It depresses me that I did not do more for my parents.

Whoever insults me or my family is asking for a fight.

I never play practical jokes.

It makes my blood boil to have somebody make fun of me.

When people are bossy, I take my time just to show them.

Almost every week I see someone I dislike.

I sometimes have the feeling that others are laughing at me.

Even when my anger is aroused, I don't use «strong language».

I am concerned about being forgiven for my sins.

People who continually pester you are asking for a punch in the nose.

I sometimes pout when I don't get my own way.

If somebody annoys me, I am apt to tell him what I think of him.

I often feel like a powder keg ready to explode.

Although I don't show it, I am sometimes eaten up with jealousy.

My motto is «Never trust strangers».

When people yell at me, I yell back.

I do many things that make me feel remorseful afterward.

When I really lose my temper, I am capable of slapping someone.

Since the age of ten, I have never had a temper tantrum.

When I get mad, I say nasty things.

I sometimes carry a chip on my shoulder.

If I let people see the way I feel, I'd be considered a hard person to get along with.

I commonly wonder what hidden reason another person may have for doing something nice for me.

I could not put someone in his place, even if he needed it.

Failure gives me a feeling of remorse.

I get into fights about as often as the next person.

I can remember being so angry that I picked up the nearest thing and broke it.

I often make threats I don't really mean to carry out.

I can't help being a little rude to people I don't like.

At times I feel I get a raw deal out of life.

I used to think that most people told the truth but now I know otherwise.

I generally cover up my poor opinion of others.

When I do wrong, my conscience punishes me severely.

If I have to resort to physical violence to defend my rights, I will.

If someone doesn't treat me right, I don't let it annoy me.

I have no enemies who really wish to harm me.

When arguing, I tend to raise my voice.

I often feel that I have not lived the right kind of life.

I have known people who pushed me so far that we came to blows.

I don't let a lot of unimportant things irritate me.

I seldom feel that people are trying to anger or insult me.

Lately, I have been kind of grouchy.

I would rather concede a point than get into an argument about it.

I sometimes show my anger by banging on the table.