Expressing Anger

Beginning with my adolescence, my entire relationship with my mother was shaped by my reflexes of defense and attack. My self had many wounds, no lies. I knew about my mother's injuries, yes. But my rage wasn't. My daughter continued until my daughter was nine months old.

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You can think of my anger. Actually, it wasn't. Man can not reveal his true self against his parents because he feels conditionally loved.

I can't say no to hurt them, break them, lose them. My anger. What I don't think like, is like they do, they're the biggest reason I can't say when I don't want to be someone they want or make choices they want to approve.

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I didn't feel that I was loved by my courage to say these things and I didn't find myself valuable in my solution as a human being and I didn't have communication equipment to use in conflict environments. the voices of others were filling my self, I was trying to be the other.

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