That's her. The code won't run right. I can intellectually know it's harmless. But my gut clamps, I have a startle response, I go numb and if I was already feeling on edge, I get shaky.
I know the feeling . One word can trigger the feeling . My Dad can do it in a heart beat . How do I rout it ? I do . It has been extremely hard . One word or phrase at a time . When He does it I jump his ass and give him both barrels. How else do I do it . Well it was when Me brothers wife died . That is when I changed . He became a drunk for one year and in that year a movie came out . Murphy" law I believe . The saying I took to heart . Don't sweat the small stuff , Every thing is the small stuff . It was the timing of the event of His wife dieing and the movie . Harry would go around saying that and we were all feeling the excruciating pain from the loss of his wife. It was the first time I loss someone that close to Me not to mention the loss to my brother . They were married for 22 years . She was 42 years old . 4 years older than Me at the time . I changed from it . Every thing became the small stuff . It happened while we were doing Bob Deblaze's the cop from hell . That is what took away the ability of screaming and yelling to affect Me . Confrontation with people is hard when you know for a fact there will be fire works , but one thing I learned was it is almost never as bad is you think it is going to be . Not always . Some times it can be mighty bad . That is one reason it is good to pick your battles wisely. I try to read the room and let people vent. Once they vent they usually become reasonable . They typically feel like the foo too . Then at that point the control shifts into your court , unless they second wind , then I let them vent some more . Like braking Horses so to speak . Maybe we should ask Sheher the woman from White Horse about that ? She trains horses asses
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I just wanted to say...I believe I've failed the girl emotionally, and this is one of the reasons I'm currently feeling like hell. She is apparently close to being back in remission, though...it's a recurring sort of leukemia, so has to be knocked back periodically. Not fun, that, chemotherapy is pretty miserable. So, she's alive...I guess I should feel okay...but I don't. I feel not good enough again.
Nothing wrong with you that a good trampling won't fix! Some dysfunctional adults ruined your childhood, don't let them ruin your life. Easy to say I know. Tramples off.
