Personal Narrative-Sacrifice?

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“Three, two, one … victory,” but instead of feeling satisfaction I’m mainly feeling aggravated. This was due to the fact that I continually perished to my adversaries; as a team we did great, just some examples would be , being on the objective, seeing our enemies in effective formations, and our team worked in unison or together. I instantaneously deactivate my console and stop playing… this got progressively worse almost to the extent of enragement. I didn’t desire to have this sensation so I attempted to suppress it but to no avail. Obviously I eventually told my mother soon after I discovered this, hoping she could help me. Although I was nervous to tell my mother about these outburst I knew it would be beneficial to do so. When I decided …show more content…
The women was probably around early forties or late thirties, had slightly graying hair, was around five foot, and wore tan shirt and formal pants. When we got into her room and got situated she started asking questions about my conundrum.
“So when did this start to get worse?” she asked
“I would have to say around… the time I started around one month ago” I thought aloud in an incomplete sentence.”
“Have you tried to do anything about it?” she inquired.
“I’ve tried basic ways to lesson it but it hasn’t help that much.” I replied
“Why do you think this has started to happen again?”
“Honestly I have no idea why all I know is I need to stop it.” For another hour or so we discussed more about my situation, and she gave me ways to stop the problem; some have helped others not so much. But the one staple is I’m always going to have this issue and I’m going to deal with it and not let it own me. Having this type of issue isn’t very amusing at all, but controlling it is necessary. Letting the anger take poses is awful for you and everyone else. Luckily because of this appointment and a few others I was able regain control by learning certain ways to lesson how much anger I

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