Here is the reality, dig down a bit, and beneath all Painter’s cuntishness is pain. I know it isn’t personal, except where I make it so.
"I'm here to get it right, not be right." - Brene Brown I acted dickishly. And by dickishly, I mean I responded with bravado to avoid being vulnerable to a woman I love whose anger still wounds me after all this time.
If I love you too often I'm conflict avoidant. An uncomfortable pattern with family relationships and romantic relationships.
There are reasons for that right?
Here is the thing: if I want to be less trigger-happy (triggery? triggered?) I need to deal with my shit. Me. No one else.