nothing scares me more than marrying an angry man. i'm afraid of being with someone who yells over small things, someone who makes me feel small when we argue. i don't want to live in a home where i have to watch every word i say, guess his mood every day, or cry myself to sleep because he won't listen. i don't want love to feel heavy or scary. i want a home that feels calm, a partner who talks with me, someone who shows respect even when we disagree, and someone who knows being kind isn't a weakness. marrying an angry man feels like losing myself bit by bit, and that fear stays with me. it reminds me that i deserve someone gentle, patient, and someone who chooses understanding over anger every single time.