If you had to give up one word that you use regularly, what would it be?

Fuck is the word. It’s my means of expressing anxiety, stress, and unease. How ever it’s another word to relate my indifference in a situation that offers no benefit. So many times I detest myself for my inability to limit its use for time without numbers. I have used it the word fuck in front of my young, beautiful daughters . Lately I managed to curb this addiction of words, knowing that anger and anxieties trigger it. I tried to abscond situations that would lead to it.