Father Insecurity, Anger, and the Dad My Kids Remember
Sometimes I’m scared of the dad my kids might remember—the one from those rare explosions of anger, not the thousands of quiet, gentle moments in between. When my anxiety, hormones, and old stories pile up, a kid’s “no” suddenly feels like a verdict on my worth, and my nervous system goes straight to fight. I hate how fast the shame hits after I raise my voice. In this new post, I write honestly about father insecurity, rare anger, and trying to choose curiosity over control instead.
A dad’s honest look at the insecurity beneath the anger—the daily internal struggle, rare explosions, and the work of doing better.














