tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2480141128837928501.post6778342797854762080..comments2023-03-31T04:52:21.597-04:00Comments on Afterwards: AngerAshleighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04483699312375749242noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2480141128837928501.post-33337797452206768412007-10-22T15:37:00.000-04:002007-10-22T15:37:00.000-04:00I, too, didn't do anger for the longest time. It t...I, too, didn't do anger for the longest time. It took me something like five months to hit that place. And for me, too, it was at random surrounding things. It seems to have passed, at least for now. There are times, though, when I wouldn't mind summoning that righteous boiling eff-you for some idiot or other I meet on my daily travels. <BR/><BR/>I am so sorry about the death of your beautiful Owen. I've got nothing more-- just so so so sorry.Juliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09745262857388007041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2480141128837928501.post-50796773756997596762007-10-19T17:09:00.000-04:002007-10-19T17:09:00.000-04:00Ah yes, anger.At times, it made itself known by ju...Ah yes, anger.<BR/>At times, it made itself known by just being a little testy (especially at those I love) and at other times, it took over as rage.<BR/>Finding a way to channel the anger is good. For me, I had to go to the gym about every day for the first month.<BR/>oh, and there is no way to do the grief thing, "wrong"..but you knew that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com