Unfortunately The House Wasn’t On Fire

I once heard someone say that you shouldn’t yell at your spouse unless the house is on fire.  Well, unfortunately the house wasn’t on fire, it wasn’t flooding, in fact there was no sense of danger at all.  I just blew it.

As I started to come down I started thinking.  I’ve known that I fight like my mom.  I erupt.  I try to have a civil discussion and then all my frustrations, all my defenses come spewing out.  I also learned something else about myself.  Of the “Five Languages of Love” I am definitely Affirmation.  When my husband and I are having a discussion/fight I take things he says out of context and run with them.  Next thing I know I feeling like a failure, where that is never (and would never be) his intention or thought.  Regardless if the way I fight is nature (the personality God designed me with) or nurture (learning from my mom) if I lash out in anger it is sin.  I need to learn how to deal with it.  It isn’t healthy for me or my relationships.