Anger reminds me that when someone feels entitled to slam a door (or phone) to end a conversation, I am not obligated to open the door again for them. In this relationship, anger reminds me that surviving and flourishing means their silence and entitlement need not manipulate me.
Month: January 2023
08: The Virtuous Lie
I used to own a T-shirt that read, “I’m sorry I’m late; I didn’t want to be here.” The shirt’s message is more honest than I am comfortable admitting.