I have this copy of the high school convocation I went to so many years ago, and looked up another student who became a physician. I just went downhill after a death in my family, and it took forever to surface. Barely making it through high school, I wonder about how I could have managed to not dodge those pressed buttons, since I was a sensitive boy.
There's so much focus on what "wrong", that our emotions, which are the lifeblood of all life's endeavours, get a bad name. I remember being told they're normal, but must have missed this, or dismissed it, when it really mattered.
Just like those feelings on the Christmas eve, they're precious. Who would tell a child their feelings on Christmas eve, when waiting for Santa to come, that the feelings need to manipulated, toned down, dismissed, sedated...i'm afraid that's what a lot people do for adults.
During a community meeting, a lot of things triggered emotions, but isn't that "normal".
Being isolated makes me make a mountain out of a grain of sand, so hopefully getting out more will allow me smooth the rough ride of just being human. With practise feeling the surge and settling of my emotions, maybe I'd get used to this, and be able to form relationships?
Is it "fair" to say someone "pushes all your buttons", and continue to avoid the situation?
I'd rather be able to claim my space, and eventually get used to being around people, since avoiding never accomplishes anything but re-inforcing the stress.
