When my
wife was killed, for a long while my daughter was often angry. I understood
why.
As a man,
anger is not allowed. I had to be strong and simply carry on as my psyche fell
apart.
Sometimes I
would drink alcohol, a lot of alcohol, I would listen to loud, angry music so I
could quietly sit inside my anger without showing it outwardly.
Then I
would go to bed, wake up the next day and carry on, because sometimes that’s all
you can do.
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