I Was Angry And This Is What I Did…

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I was angry… my marriage was falling apart. I was angry with him, the world and myself… and this blinded me to any possibility.

The anger was rampart within me. I remember staring at the ceiling at night. Sleep eluding me… realizing that we hadn’t spoken a word to each other, and this flowed into days of tension-filled silences. These silences were bad… each living in our own world of hell… our own…