"voxy-moron" ;P
I've lost my voice.
I felt this merited an update because I can't phone anyone easily and it prompted some reflection when I found that I couldn't scream (or indeed, look anything other than frenetically amusing) at my brother, when I was angry with him, this morning.
Usually I'm not an "angry person" but, since he has a strong temper, I've found that it's best to prompt closure in an argument at the early stage; he just forgets about it all afterwards anyway.
I touched upon the fact, in my heat-crazed holiday-rant, that my family unit usually reaches critical mass whenever the four of us find ourselves together. This is not especially unusual (compared with other families) but it *is* alarmingly reliable. This phenomenon has led me to extend my "pre-emptive" anger management strategy to my parents: All the indignities of shared personal space are now dealt with in one day, which means we can hopefully spend more time enjoying one-another's company afterwards. Of course, this only "works" because the years spent raising my brother have thickened their skins to tantrums but it does illustrate that anger can "work", in the right circumstances.
Conversely, making everyone laugh at you seems to "work" too.
love, trypr "]
I felt this merited an update because I can't phone anyone easily and it prompted some reflection when I found that I couldn't scream (or indeed, look anything other than frenetically amusing) at my brother, when I was angry with him, this morning.
Usually I'm not an "angry person" but, since he has a strong temper, I've found that it's best to prompt closure in an argument at the early stage; he just forgets about it all afterwards anyway.
I touched upon the fact, in my heat-crazed holiday-rant, that my family unit usually reaches critical mass whenever the four of us find ourselves together. This is not especially unusual (compared with other families) but it *is* alarmingly reliable. This phenomenon has led me to extend my "pre-emptive" anger management strategy to my parents: All the indignities of shared personal space are now dealt with in one day, which means we can hopefully spend more time enjoying one-another's company afterwards. Of course, this only "works" because the years spent raising my brother have thickened their skins to tantrums but it does illustrate that anger can "work", in the right circumstances.
Conversely, making everyone laugh at you seems to "work" too.
love, trypr "]