I grew up in a family with a rageaholic father. From him I learned that it is normal to rant and rave and get upset when something bothers you. I became quite good at it myself, loudly expressing my displeasure at the slightest annoyance and ignoring the costs of this behavior to myself and others. I couldn't understand why I had so much trouble keeping friends.
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Sunday, November 16, 2008
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