Marriage

Anger Management

     I have anger issues.  I’m sure I’ve had them all my life but the first time I remember anger actually talking over me was when I was 18 years old.  I was angry and I picked up an empty box and chucked it across the room as I was running out of the room.  It felt good at the time.  Later I regretted it as I heard someone say, “I knew she had an anger problem”.  This person was looking for every bit of negative in me at the time and I just gave them more fuel for their fire against me.   It sucked.  Throughout my adult life I would continue to have anger issues which usually ended with me breaking something.    In our first year of marriage I put a hole in the wall.  Howie’s awesome response to that was, “you’d better call your dad to help you fix that because I’m not doing it.”   Talk about embarrassing....”ummm....hi dad.  I just put a hole in the wall because I was mad.  Could you come help me fix it please?”.   Fortunately my dad was a very kind, understanding man with very similar anger issues (ya, it runs in the family) and came over and patched up the hole.   

     I didn’t start working on my anger issues until I was in my thirties.  It had really come to a head in the years that we were going through the worst times of our marriage.  I broke quite a few things, vases, pictures, cups, plates.   It always gave me this release when I would just break one thing, but every single time afterwards I would regret it.  While working through my anger in my early thirties I focused just on the anger and how I responded in that anger.  The Bible specifically says in Ephesians 4:26, “Be angry, and do not sin.” That was my focus, to not let my anger turn to sin.  To calm myself down before I started yelling and threw something.  I found verses that I could recite when I started feeling my blood boil:

-Proverbs, 19:11, “The discretion of a man makes him slow to anger, and his glory is to overlook a transgression.”  

-Psalms 37:8, “Cease from anger, and forsake wrath; do not fret- it only causes harm.”

-Proverbs 14:29, “He who is slow to wrath has great understanding, but he who is impulsive exalts folly.”

-Ecclesiastes 7:9, “Do not hasten in your spirit to be angry, for anger rests in the bosom of fools.”

-Psalms 103:8, “The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in mercy.”

-James 1:19, “So then, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak and slow to wrath.”

-James 1:20, “For the wrath of man does not produce the righteousness of God.”

     I wrote these verse on note cards and had them everywhere to remind me and to help me get control of my anger.  When I would feel the anger start to surface I would pray and ask God to settle my spirit down and then I would go over the above verses until I felt myself calm down.  It took a lot of work to get into this routine and get my anger managed, but God was faithful through it all and got me through it.  It’s been a long time since I’ve broken anything. Well, actually about a year ago I threw a glass and broke it all over the floor of our bedroom.  My rage had come out of nowhere and took me completely off guard.  I immediately texted three of my closets friends to have them pray for me because I was still feeling full of rage and anger and I was so confused about where it was coming from.  Turns out I was actually having a reaction to barium.  I had had a procedure the previous day and they had used barium and some of the side effects are irritation, anxiety and confusion. It was crazy and barium is now listed on my heath record as a drug I am allergic to.  Needless to say, I don’t count that broken glass as part of my anger issues.  I do still occasionally have moments when I feel the anger rising and I really want to break something but they are few and far between now and I always remember to go and pray and meditate on my anger verses and that always brings be back down to reality. 

     Now I am forty and God has recently revealed a new side of my anger issues to me.  A couple of weeks ago the hubs and I had a bad week over a tough issue that brought up a lot of past triggers for me.  We spent the better part of the week going back and forth on the issue and I was angry the whole time.  I thought I was angry because he wasn’t hearing my side of the issues.  He wasn’t getting what I was saying nor was he understanding my feelings and this was making me mad. I said a lot of mean things and yelled in this time of anger.  It all came to a head one morning as we were talking and right in the middle of the conversation, right after he had said something that was new information to me, he abruptly had to go because he had a meeting to get to.  I hung up the phone and the flood gates opened (does it seem like every one of my stories involves me crying?  Geesh. I am an emotional gal.).  The tears flowed and pain came pouring out of my heart.  I was hurting because of this situation we were in.  All the triggers were bringing up past hurts and I just ached.  I immediately wanted to close the flood gates, shove the hurt back down, grab my phone and play a game to distract myself.  As I reached for the phone I heard God say, “nope”.  Ugh.  Really, God?  Now?  Do I have to?  Of course I do.  I not only had to I needed to.  I sat in the pain and cried it all out right onto God’s shoulder. And do you know what happened as I allowed the pain come to the surface?  The anger went away!  I realized that day, right there in the parking lot of the gym that my anger was masking my pain.  I was allowing my anger to push down the real feelings I was having.   It was easier for me, at least I thought it was,  to just be angry  then to feel the real feels.  But oh my goodness, I was a whole new person once I  let the pain out and the anger just rolled right off my shoulders.  

     This past week I found myself angry again over a situation.  I allowed anger to consume for a couple of days before I realized that I needed to dig deeper and figure out what the anger was hiding.  It didn’t take long to figure it out.  I pinpointed the real feeling (It was abandonment this time) dug deeper into the feeling and all of its triggers and once again the anger just rolled away and I felt like a new person again.  

     People, can I just tell you how freeing and how healing this new realization is for me?!  I wish I could go back to my twenties with this knowledge and re-do all the broken things I threw.  Take back all the angry things that I yelled that I never meant and find the real feelings that needed to come out.  But, alas, that was not God’s plan.  He chose to wait until I was forty to give me this illumination and I trust, I know, that His timing is so much better than my own.  So I take my new found information and I press on with excitement at conquering a whole new level of my anger.

     What is your angry hiding?  How are you using anger in your life to fight against feeling the real feels and dealing with the deeper issues? In your anger are you sinning?  Yelling at your kids or spouse, breaking things?  Is it out of control?   Do you need to write the above verses down on notecards to help remind you to calm down and turn to Christ?  It might be. A lot of hard work for you to get your anger under control but let me tell you, IT IS SO WORTH IT!  

Grief- Loss of the Ideal Marriage

     Every little girl dreams about marrying Prince Charming and having the perfect marriage.  I was no exception.  When I got married I knew I was the right man for me and that we would ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after.  The thought never even once crossed my mind that infidelity and addictions would be a part of my perfect marriage.  Why would they.  No person in their right mind ever thinks before they walk down the aisle, “I can’t wait unit my husband cheats on me and the has a bunch of addictions that almost destroys our marriage.  That’s going to be so much fun!”  Nope, that never happens. 

     It took me about 10 years after our marriage had fallen apart to realize that I needed to grieve the loss of my ideal marriage.  I needed to allow myself to grieve the marriage I thought I had so that I could move forward in healing the marriage I now had.  I am pretty sure that we can call those ten years my stage of denial.  Denial mostly came in the form of me acting like we had a great marriage and we were so in love whenever we were around people.  It was a time of sweeping it under the rug and not really dealing with the reality of a broken marriage.  Those were definitely the darkest most hellish years of my life.  Once I realized I needed to fully grieve this ideal marriage in my head I was able to move on to the next stage, which for me was anger.

     Most of this anger came out towards Howie.  After all, in my mind, he was the one that had hurt me the most and ruined our marriage.  -Another side note.....I did come to fully realize that our broken marriage was just as much my fault as it was his.  I had my own issues (co-dependency, anger, perfectionism, etc...) that took their toll on Howie and on our marriage as well. But I will save that for a later post. Side note over.-  He sure did get to feel my wrath for awhile.  I can honestly say that I did not keep my anger as biblical anger.  I definitely allowed it to cause me to sin.  That’s when I started to realize that I had some serous issues that I needed to work through along with Howie.  While working through this anger stage I learned about how I was withholding complete forgiveness from Howie and in that unforgiveness I was clinging onto, bitterness brewed.  Once I was able to fully forgive him, the bitterness and anger subsided and I moved forward into the bargaining and guilt stage.

     Like I said before, I am the queen of “if only” and you can bet that my crown came out in full force once again for this stage of guilt.  If only I was prettier, if only I was a better cook, if  only I was the perfect wife, if only I was a better mom, if only if only, if only.  This time I decided to throw some bargaining into the mix as well to see if that would help.  God if you’ll make my marriage perfect again, I promise to never miss another Sunday at Church. God if I promise to be the perfect submissive wife will you make my marriage perfect again, please?  Lots of pie crust promises, easily made, easily broken.  Once again, I thought I was wiser and more powerful than God and I had some kind of control.  Oh, ya, let’s add control issues to that above list of all my problems I have had to work on.  The thing I cam to realize with all my bargaining with God is that He was re-working my marriage into this amazing marriage that He wanted it to be through taking away the ideal marriage I had envisioned.  He was turning my marriage into a marriage that I could never had even been able to imagine.  He didn’t want my unrealistic promises.  He didn’t need me to be the perfect wife and most amazing cook to turn my marriage into something beautiful.  He needed me to walk through this dark valley of grief along side Him so that He could sanctify me into someone who more like Him then I had ever been before.  I needed the pain of a broken marriage for me to see how broken I truly was.  I needed my picture of an ideal marriage to be crossed out and ripped up so that God could paint a new, better image in mind and not just the image of it but actually give the real life version of it in my own marriage.  Once again, through my bargaining and guilt He was able to  bring me to a place of acceptance. 

     Accepting the loss of the ideal marriage I had envisioned as a young girl and a young wife wasn’t that hard to do once I got to this stage because I was already experiencing a new healing marriage with Howie.  I wasn’t necessarily okay with all the pain I had had to endure through the discovery and healing of a broken marriage but I did know without a shadow of a doubt that I was okay and that I was going to continue to be okay.  I was able to accept this loss so much easier than any of the other losses because God had replaced it with something so much better.  I do realize that He doesn’t always do that with broken marriages and so it takes longer to come to the point of acceptance. I also want to remind you that it took 15 years for me to be able to experience healing in our marriage and to experience a marriage that was better then I ever could have imagined.  It wasn’t something that happened over night.  It was a long process that took a lot of work on both our parts and a lot of amazing, godly people to come along side us and keep us on track.  So please do not feel discouraged if you are in the process of mourning the loss of your ideal marriage and you don’t see a future with a healed marriage.   For me, this process of grieving wasn’t about getting to a better marriage.  It was about getting to a better me and to a place where I was okay if my marriage didn’t come back together because my relationship with Christ was so strong and I knew He would get me through anything.  Acceptance for ultimately came when I chose to accept that God’s will for my life was so much better then the life I was willing for myself.