An Act Of Violence

As happy go lucky as I am today, I struggled with anger issues in middle school. I had this friend, Rebecca Johnson - she lived in Charter Oaks early on in our friendship. Later they moved over off of Garfiled. Rebecca and I were really good friends in middle school. For the life of me I cannot remember why we got in a fight one day at school. I punched her. I got sent to the principal's office and they called mom to come get me. I was in big trouble. I remember crying, being made to apologize to her - in order to not get suspended. I can remember not wanting to apologize, but I can't remember if it was because I was embarrassed or because I didn't think I was unjustified in doing it. I don't even remember what my mom did or said to me after the incident. I just remember being ashamed and feeling guilty about this, even to this day. The impact here was that I learned that it is easy to get out of control, and you cannot let anger get the best of you. It does no good. You should try to focus the negative energy towards positive things, or just walk away for a moment, take a deep breath before facing the situation again. The funny thing is, Rebecca and I went on to be great friends in high school and were even cheerleaders together. Go figure?!?! I've never punched anything but a wall since.

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