Everytime when I feel my temper fraying and hear my voice rising, I should count one to ten. Keep quiet for a long long period which it work greatly to your father.

Silence would be the best way to show my protest.

Or I just extremely show my furious face to the other.
Sometime, the furious eyes will be more scaring than my furious voice.

I should not be so stupid to disturb my peace by others' mistakes.
For my every rant, rave, and stomp is a punishment to me, rather than the other.

I should work through my anger. Those who hurt me do so out of their own insecurity, ignorance, and weakness, not strength. I need to be strong and move beyoud my anger toward forgivness.

I should soothe my hurt heart with confidence, instead of winning the war of argument.