Around 2006, I was an emotional wreck.
My family was going through deep financial hardship. I felt like we had lost everything.
My father lost his business, I lost my chance at a college education, and every month we were on the brink of losing a place to sleep.
I was angry…really angry. It wasn’t even at one thing specifically — just an ongoing frustration and rage burning within.
I took my problems out on my girlfriend and some friends. But regrettably, my parents took the real brunt of it. They would often just say something, not even worthy of a terse response, and I would blow up on them.
I’m not proud of the things I’ve said and I’ve worked damn hard to manage my emotions and the ways I express them.
It was a long journey but now my parents and I are the best we’ve ever been. Here’s what helped me process everything and repair my relationship with them. Maybe my experience can help you fix things with your folks, too.