I went home (Georgia) this weekend, for Father's Day. Usually me and my sister end up arguing and (lol) true to form we argued. On the positive side, it was brief (usually these squabbles last days but this one was only minutes) but I still feel bad. My mom was in the car and she had so much anguish on her face. That look haunts me and I now I know I have to seek out anger management.
My sister gave me the nickname,"Red Snapper" because of my skin tone and my hot temper. It's a little funny but I'm more embarrassed that I can't control my anger.
So that's my newest endeavor into becoming a better person.
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