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I wasn't allowed to have anger either, though. I got hit more when I got angry. My dad tried to provoke anger in me (by harassing me and saying mean things) because he thought it was funny when I got mad, but if I did get mad, I got, first: laughed at, then: punished. I was supposed to play pretend like everything was ok, so I kept everything inside of me and directed all my anger inside, at myself. That's where my negative self-talk seems to come from.

Angela

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<font color=" green">I wasn't allowed to be angry either, my mother would knock me down by slapping me in the face to get me 'to wipe that expression of my face.' Yeah, I was that suppressed that only my expression would show anything. All my mad became scared, was the only safe expression of emotion in my childhood home. I am slowly learning to be appropiately angry, and trying to find ways to let out the years of rage I have buried so well