I was so cross that I punched my fist through the television I loved so much. I blamed my parents because they had made me angry enough to punch it. I told them that and they just said that they were going to ring a professional therapist to help control my temper. I screamed loudly at this, started to cry, and stomped up to my room. In anger I threw all my possessions through the window and watched as they broke on the footpath. The next day we were driving to the therapist. I improved in every session each day.