I was horrified when I began to realize that I had a serious issue with anger management. One time after rolling my window down and screaming in the JR high dropoff lane at a mother driving the wrong way on my side of the road, I looked over at my child's face. It was like a smack on my face. The horror I felt for the embarassment on my son's face hurt me...bad. My temper and scary, hostile behaviors were visably affecting my poor son (s).
I knew I had to get help for it. And, I did. It took me awhile to accept the fact that I (personally) needed meds. I tried them and quit when I felt better. Finally realize that I need them on a regular basis. Counseling and learning other ways to handle things helps too. A lot of that was learning how to 'lighten' my daily loads...stop doing so much in the first place. Hang in there!