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Dec 2017
I know it's shouting at you.
Anger.

I know it's raging around you
and inside you.
Blinding.

But stop. Just stop.
Can you stop and listen?

I understand the difficulty.

Sitting calm in the storm, is one of the hardest things you'll ever learn.

But you have to overcome it,
before it overcomes you!

If you choose to be part of the storm,
go ahead.

We know how that goes.
Don't we?

Listen to the whispers,
Amid the storm of your emotions.

What do you want, Anger?
What's up?

When you can,
Tell me what makes you so mad.

Then tell me again,
what is REALLY bothering you about that.

Then, tell me again. And again.

I'm here, for as long as it takes.

Empty it out and let me haul it away with you.

It's okay.

Let it all go. Until you can see,
What you couldn't see before.

Until you can hear,
The whispers of your anger.
This is what I know/do about temper tantrums. In myself and others.
Anon
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Anon  37/F/USA
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     --- and Krista DelleFemine
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