Hey let's be real. I did not make the discovery that I needed help on my own. It wasn't until my wife had the courage to tell me that she could no longer live this way and I needed to find help that I realized I was messed up. If it had not been for her, I would probably still be the angry, isolating, hurtful person I was. The real hero here is my wife Angie and two oldest daughters. It was their courage to say get help or you will loose us if you have not already that forced me to seek help. Thanks again all for letting me share.
We can respond to irritation with a smile instead of scowl, or by giving warm praise instead of icy indifference. By our being understanding instead of abrupt, others, in turn, may decide to hold on a little longer rather than to give way. Love, patience, and meekness can be just as contagious as rudeness and crudeness.