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I voluntarily have a good week until (through energy transfer from person to person) I have reasons to deem the week "rough." Things that help me to remember who I am (sense of self grounds me like NOTHING else):
1. My Sock Monkeys
2. My animals
3. Walking in the woods with Shawn
I am the first person to tell you I am highly emotional. On that note, in the last few years I have also learned how to be master and controller of my emotions. Every once in a while I reach a melt-down point where I cannot self-controll and Shawn helps me rationalize myself in a way that I don't feel stupid. Sometimes I just think I have boundaries or rules up that are immovable. He'll ask me questions that make me realize I am not against the wall and I slowly regain independent control. Hugs help too! :o)
Most of my daily emotional struggle is made of things that don't matter to most people. For example, roadkill makes me cry. If I see a cat or a dog in the road I immediately lose emotional control and sob. Even dead squirrels and deer give me a larger-than-average pang in my heart.
So when I go to work and put everything I have in me into my work only to have 5 people surround my desk telling me I messed up, I take it kind of badly. Don't get me wrong, I can take negative feedback and constructive critiscism (that is all I dish out--upon request)but this is not either of those things. It's straight out of "Office Space" by Mike Judge: you do one thing wrong and 10 people contact you in some way to tell you that you messed up the TPS reports. I. KNOWWWWWW. GRR!!! By the time Friday rolls around, I'm pretty fed up with the place and I can't find my stapler.
“Our chief want is someone who will inspire us to be what we know we could be.”~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
He believes in the HiLLjO; and that is the greatest gift he has given me.
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