Has anyone ever seen the dark side of you? The TEMPER that roars within you? How often does it come out? How do you manage it? Do you even have one?

Oh yes.... Its not very pretty....I am down right evil when I am extremely angry. Not something you would ever wanna see.

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I don't think I have a "roaring" type temper. I more simmer.

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DH has seen it once. When I was pregnant and miserable, I was trying to go to bed early one evening around 8pm, it was early summer sometime. DH's friends came over with their new truck, and they kept revving the engine. The driveway ends right next to our bedroom window. For about half hour, he kept revving the engine (I guess the gas gauge would move all over when he did it - he's a bit odd). Well, I had enough, I had a headache, so I stomped out on the porch in my pj's and stared daggers into the guy. He smiled and waved at me. (Aside - there were 4 guys in the truck, all big men - 250-350lb guys). Well, that set me off.

I'm not totally able to remember everything, but I know I just lost it on them. I stomped out there - as much as you can stomp while wearing slippers - and reached in and grabbed the keys out of the ignition. My intention was to throw them in the ditch across the road that is full of poison ivy, but the driver, Steve, grabbed my hand before I could get it out. I then started screaming at them. I don't remember what I said, but it was all said at the top of my lungs, I'm sure every other word was a cuss word, and it pretty much revolved around me saying I was sick and tired and they were pissing me off.

Steve was about laying in the passengers lap -I guess he thought I was going to hit him. Think of 4 BIG redneck guys, sitting back as far from the drivers window as they could, with the fear of all that's unholy in their eyes - I thought their eyeballs were going to pop out. The passenger was whispering to Steve, "Dude, lets get out of here NOW!" They couldn't because I was still trying to take the keys.

Finally, my throat hurt too bad, and I couldn't form words anymore, so I let go of the keys, turned and walked into the house. I guess DH just stood behind me the whole time, and then followed me in.

The guys didn't come over again until after I had the baby, and even then they tiptoe and are extra nice to me. I know it surprised the heck out of DH. He said he understood why, but he was a little shocked about the intensity.

I haven't had a tantrum like that since I was a teenager

So yeah, I guess it's there, but it's pretty well hidden. Unless I'm sick, pregnant, and you piss me off.

The neighbors thought it was pretty amusing.

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Oh yes...and it's not pretty...I can be U-G-L-Y. It doesn't happen often (Catch me on a bad PMS week and you might hear different ).

My eyes change from a blue to a green with my mood and DH swears one time they were almost black (My pupils must have been REALLY Dilated...he made me pretty mad).

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i am pretty mild manner, till it comes to my family!

you can push me pretty far, until you involved my family, and then the 'mama bear" in me comes out!

yea, a couple of unlucky people. I can be a really mean person if you upset me

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Stephanie

Oh yeah! I have one. My boyfriend knows it too well.

I am working on it.

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I don't yell and scream as much as I stay quiet. That's when DH knows it's bad, and he absolutely hates it. I can go without speaking to him for days, and it drives him nuts. I know it's not good, and even though the kids don't hear us fighting, they most definitely feel the tension. I have improved greatly over the years . . . writing to DH helps me A LOT. Also, writing in my journal helps, too.

That said, I also speak up for my family. And, I don't let anyone treat me like a doormat. I don't yell at them, but I can use words eloquently enough that they clearly understand my meaning (just like I did with my boss a few days ago . . . he said he was "surprised" . . . but that's another story)

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