Only people who are close to me can hurt me with words said in anger. If they apologize, I'll forgive them, but every one of those reckless comments becomes a brick in an emotional wall between us that keeps me from being as open and trusting as I would prefer to be. I recall a story about someone breaking a plate out of anger. Even after diligently gluing it back together, the plate would never be the same again. It works the same with our anger toward our loved ones.
