Thank you very much. Unfortunetly I learned what Anger was during my earliest days of childhood from my father (now thankfully deceased) he repeatedly flew into mindless rages and would beat me from head to toe, and threaten to kill me if I told anyone, and the scariest part was even though I would feel black and blue all over, his beatings never left a mark on me, I didnt have the courage to reveal this to my mom till I knew my father was dead. To this day its unknown how he was able to beat me seeverely and leave no bruises, one theory is that the white poweder he used to put into my milk was some form of anticoagulent that prevented the bruiseing from forming. After he died I was still left with scars of mental trauma, threw my remaining child hood and teen years I was terrified that because I had his genes I would become evil like my Father. That fear and my determination never to hurt someone like my Father hurt me, are core factors of who I became as a person. I strive instead to help people if I can, and always treat people with the kindness they deserve. To this day though my fathers Shadow, which I have inherited, haunts me.