We all seem to have a breaking point, no matter how strong and levelheaded we think we are. We may promise and convince ourselves that we won’t go there and one day, much to our surprise, we crack and lose our cool. Exactly what happened to me the other day. I thought I had lost my anger, but suddenly I cracked.
I went there. Did I ever! I jumped in head first when a certain individual rubbed me the wrong way. It had to happen sooner or later, is my guess now. There is so much one can take from certain people. When the glass is full to the brink, it has to spill over at some point. I’m not proud, but I’m not sorry either. I was hurt so deeply again by the same person that I broke down and spilled the beans, disclosing something that I’d promised myself I’d take to my grave.
I’m not going to beat myself up about it. Sometimes Karma works this way. What you give you receive, and it’s a question of accepting that. I don’t pursue perfection anymore. I’m human and although I try my best to do no harm, I will sometimes err.
“Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.”