My Good and Bad Habits :: Personal Narrative Essays

My Good and Bad Habits   A uniform can be m any(prenominal) things, virtually heavy, some not so good. Everyone has habits that they would like to change and maybe improve upon. I moot the majority of habits I take a leak are good ones scarce some are not. These bad habits are the ones I will talk about.   locoweed is a bad habit that is not only wounding to myself, but also to the people around me, namely my wife and children. They are the ones that fool the most denigrating and the most concentrated amounts of smoke. I inhale by dint of a filter, my wife and children do not.   Another of my irritating and potentially harmful habits is my ability to let anger build up inside and send it to another source. The main reason that I say that this is potentially harmful is that when a man lets his anger build up over an elongated length of eon he eventually becomes a bomb, ready to flare at any time. This anger could show up at any time and be redir ected toward anything, such as cars, other people, or things in the home.   After the birth of my first child, I had to learn to develop structural ways to vent anger. One of those ways was to go off alone, suppose to ten, and think about what it was that made me groundless. After I discovered the seed of my anger, I often asked myself, Will it do me or anyone else any good to be angry?, and, Will being angry do anything to make the problem, and the answer to both questions was usually no. By the time I had done the walking and thinking, I was usually not angry anymore.   Even in light of these habits I believe the worst habit is my use of foul language. I know that four letter voice communication are only a sign of a limited lexicon but old habits die hard. I believe I have gotten better after my son was born, due to the fact that it seemed he could buy up the s word more plainly than he could say thumping and usually at the most inopportune times.