In the spirit of transparency and vulnerability, you have pushed my buttons. Not consciously because you don't know me well enough but they were pushed nonetheless.
When that happens, I slow down, breathe and take a look inside. I ask myself, "Why am I feeling this?" "What is it that her words triggered?" Once I know what I'm feeling and why, I can get through it but without slowing down and figuring out what that rock in my gut is, I'm stuck in shame, being hurt and blaming you for something that's completely my problem.
Me 57/H 58 M36 S 2.5yrs R 12/13
Let me give up the need to know why things happen as they do. I will never know and constant wondering is constant suffering. Caroline Myss