I performed A Show About Anger at The Dive Bar in the King’s Cross Hotel as part of the 2018 Sydney Fringe Festival. To set the context, it started with this monologue:
I grew up in a house where anger wasn’t handled well. Let me take you back there:
Now don’t get me wrong; my Mum lets her anger flow freely. But she rarely uses the actual words: “I am angry”. Instead, her anger comes out as hurtful criticism, put-downs and emotional bullying.
Dad isn’t any better. He bottles up his anger so badly that he often seethes with resentment so loudly that I can hear him muttering to himself when I’m playing in the next room. It’s frightening.
All it takes is for Mum to walk in and say: “What’s wrong with you? You stupid creature!”
And BANG… the next round of World War 3 is back on again.
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