Positive spin notwithstanding, the writing of the last post left me cranky. "Shredded" was the word that came to mind. I felt depression roaring in. My energy was nil, enthusiasm dried up.
Unnecessary, unasked-for criticism, is hurtful, even if you do have a permission slip from yourself to do or say whatever you please!
Here's how I express anger: I don't. (rarely, anyway)
Instead, I go first to the frozen version of anger: depression.
Maybe I should quit this blogging business? Maybe she was right? Maybe I shouldn't have posted that entry?
But then some magic happened. Nine of you amazing friends emailed (and one texted) me the kindest, most supportive letters! I will never forget who you are because your words totally shifted my mood.
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