This is a very thought-provoking thread.

I took a few minutes, and counted back the number of times in my life when I felt the need to raise my voice at someone. It was only a handful of times. I turns out it was almost always done out of frustration, and only rarely was it done with anger. But it never got me what I wanted---and one very horrifying time, it really ended up doing too much damage to ever repair. It always backfired on me. So I have never returned to doing it , again.

And I have had lots of sarcastic things to utter, right on the tip of my tongue; but I've always known instinctively where that would get me, too, so I have never used it.

I think that's why I have respect for people who can discuss things like adults. I know the kind of self-control that certain situations can require, and I've had to work on myself to get where I want to be. And I do now expect people to extend the same courtesy, when a disagreement arises, that I've always shown to them.

A civil and respectful relationship is the only kind I will tolerate, from now on.