Wow… it feels interesting to yell that out loud.
“I said stop it! I ‘m warning you!”
I’ve got my finger out and I’m ready to pounce. But what if they continue?
“If you don’t stop, I’ll get someone to make you stop!”
So I have some power… but only to threaten with the power of others… no. This isn’t going to work…
I’m going back. Waaaay back to when I was in grade 4 and 5. Back to the days where I could not stand up for myself because I did not know how to. Oh, I was told to stand up for myself. I was told to say things and do things that ultimately did not resonate with me. And, to this day, if things don’t resonate with me, I can’t do them. Ok, I can but I choose not to because I don’t believe in their value.
I was not one to fight. I hit my brother on occasion and we would fight but only because he was smaller than me and I knew I could take him. But peers? No way. They not only had the physical advantage but the psychological as well (that happens with low self-esteem, btw). So I did not want to fight. But I’ll tell you what I was one to do: hug. Oh man, I could hug anyone for any reason. Why? Because hugging filled me with a feeling of comfort and love, something I could and to this day, can never get enough of. Continue reading