It's become a cliche to think of marriage as a disaster area and a war zone.

It's become a cliche to think of marriage as a disaster area and a war zone.

No one's banging down my door. People see the way I look, and they don't feel threatened, but they should watch out for me. They don't know there's a steel rod that drives me. I get ticked off, and the rage just gets me going. My motor is anger.