Every time the blatantly heretical teachings came forth from the Conciliar church, every time we learned of a new cover up by Conciliar clergy, every time I experienced a new fad from the local priest (e.g., a puppet show at the altar or the priest wearing a Halloween mask throughout the service--yes, even during the consecration), I would become angry; sometimes to the point of shaking.
The day I finally realized that the Conciliar church is not the Catholic Church and that it is just one more Protestant denomination (albeit with many Catholic faithful trying to understand the crisis and continuing to try to live out their faith within their structures), the anger disappeared. The anger was replaced, to be sure, with pity and sorrow, but I've not felt the anger since. I can still be surprised and shocked at times, such as when Benedict used condom use by a male prostitute as a sign of moving towards God, but no longer the kind of anger you mention.