August 3rd, 2016

Dear diary,

I had a talk with my dad today. You know, about his anger issues. Here's what happened.

"Hey, Dad, do you know why you get angry?" I asked him out of the blue.

He shrugged. "I don't know. One minute I'm happy, then the next I'm angry. I don't want to be angry. I want to be nice to you and your mother. I don't know what to do," he said, running a hand down his face.

I do. I've been thinking about it for the past couple days. "Have you ever thought about boxing or wrestling? It can get your anger out so you don't accidently take it out on us," I offered.

He thought for a moment. "You know what, Betty, you're a very smart girl. I'll think about it," he said with a smile.

That was what made my day.

Well, diary, I'll talk to you later.

Bye bye.
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