Anger Management Workbook

Anger Busting Workbook

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Chapter 4

Facing Facts: Unhappily Ever After?

Megan stared blankly at the police report. The counselor at the station was kind and patient. She gently reminded Megan that this was simply the first step in trying to get her and the kids the help they needed. But Megan was having a hard time concentrating. To some degree it was because her neck was still sore and stiff, and her shoulder really hurt. But mostly, she was just numb, in shock. She just couldn't get her brain around the facts of the past six hours.

Donny just lost it today. She thought he was doing so much better. He was showing more interest in the kids, he was helping more around the house. His last real rage event, the one where she and the kids ran across the street to the neighbors, had been almost four months ago. In fact, it had been almost a year since the last time the police came out. (They had come to the house three times in the past two years.) Going to AA had really helped him cut back on his drinking. He hardly ever brought home a six-pack anymore. Oh, she had overlooked a few things that could have gotten ugly, but they turned out to be minor. She had been trying really hard to do things that she thought would please him. And she thought it was working.

But this morning, just as she and the kids were getting ready to leave for school, day-care and work, they had another incident. She had to go out to his truck to get a bag of kitty litter he brought home from the store, and while she was rummaging around she found something that looked suspiciously like marijuana in a baggie under the seat. She took it back in the house, showed it to him, and asked him where it came from. He immediately got tense and told her it belonged to his brother Tommy, who must have left it there last Saturday when he borrowed the truck.