Many men have displaced anger issues. They love watching mixed martial arts on TV, or playing the latest and greatest brutal video games that allow them the opportunity to conquer the world. Yet in spite of all that, their souls are left empty, having successfully shadow-boxed their vast imaginary opponents.
It’s true. Occasionally, my wife and I get into it. Figuratively speaking, we kick, punch, claw, wrestle and just plainly get mad. Throughout our marriage, the fighting hasn’t gotten better; it’s actually intensified. And now here we sit, with a total of 5 kids in our home, and we realize we have a problem. The problem: we aren’t fighting enough.