Have you ever picked a fight?
I know I have, more often than I'd care to admit. Like last night. I'm the queen of fight picking, it seems.
But when a storm is brewing, have you ever stopped to really think about the why? What's underneath your anger and frustration?
For me, it's almost always fear.
I'm angry because I'm afraid, and I don't like to be afraid.
Not "I'm being hunted by a lion and must run or die" afraid, just unsure, uncomfortable, unhappy.
What happens if I accept and embrace fear? Well, we'll find out. Because, at the end of the day, avoiding fear, conflict and conversations gets me exactly nowhere. The same goes for bringing things up when I'm angry. I've got to quit that.
What kind of world would I live in if I could have an open and honest (and difficult) conversation without fear of retribution, without distress - and without raised voices?