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December 2, 2009
Beyond the occasional short burst of cursing, there were rarely ever any direct expressions of anger by adults or between adults when I was growing up. I can't remember ever seeing my parents argue, but they must have. I am sure Grandmother would have felt that disagreeing in front of other was the height of bad manners. I am not entirely sure why I am so afraid of anger in others, but even when I know that the real source of the anger is something else, I find it very difficult to deal with when it is directed at me.