a few yrs ago , I went on a rage venting a supposed special secret I had kept to myself for 40 odd yrs, and the guilt of knowing it ate me up all the more. I simply yelled and screamed of the person for a couple of hrs, circling the couch, punching myself for keeping the secret in her honor. MY word of advice is never promise to keep a secret!
I held my breath once for almost 3 minutes when I was little, does that count?
If I tell you , you will think I'm crazy. Let's put this way noone has ever push me over the edge like this man. It basically boiled down to me chasing him around with a knife. When it comes to my kids, you better run mother ******!<br />
I don't know how long it lasted, but he screamed bloody murder running outside for help.
Holy hell! I'm sorry.:( My ex decided to drop my kids off by walking clear across town to the police station, while I was camping for the weekend. When I got back, my kids were not there ,They were in foster care over the weekend. What the ****?! That's it I'm gonna kill you , you son a *****! You couldn't take care of your kids for one weekend? No, Because I'm not going to watch the kids while screw someone else. First of all, Were divorced dumbass! second of all, It's your weekend.
After that episode ,I take my kids everywhere I go.
An hour. I didn't know them they were a patient.
I would rather not say. Expletives, spitting, rage, restraint was necessary.
I have a best friend and a brother that have serious rage issues, I've seen some crazy ****.
I've seen an instance that lasted nearly an entire day.