My ability to fight is impressive. It was never a skill that I meant to develop. But I did. In my more uninhibited days, when I let go of my restraints in an argument, I could be terribly condescending. I’d say what needed to be said and do what needed to be done to end the argument. To win. If I’m not careful, and if I ignore the lessons that life and maturity have given me, I can go back to that same venomous tactic pretty easily. […]
Overcoming Combat-Ability Problems in Marriage
