Anger

There’s so many past experiences that I’ve gone through that because of that, it’s taking me a minute to write which one first and/or last.

I remember when I was one or two years old when my grandmother (my mother’s mother) came over to visit. My grandmother and mother were playing a game where (I was the game piece). I was placed in between the both of them and the game was (who would I go to first at their calling).

My mother called me to her without affection but my grandmother did the opposite and I went to her without ease. So I believe because of that beginning - me going to my grandmother, I was then sent to my grandmother to stay for long periods, which would make me angry because I would assume that she was trying to get rid of me.

Due to that, me and my older brother would run away to get to our mother, but get caught before we could do so - winding up getting a butt-beating [which] had me angry because I didn’t think I did anything wrong.