I suck at dealing with emotional stuff. I mean, I really, really do. At least, I do when it comes to the actual beneath the surface sort of stuff. If it's superficial or it's a happy thing then you can better bet you'll know what's going on with me. And, to be honest, if it's something minor that's bugging me you get to hear what's bouncing around in my noggin just fine.
But to be honest, I suck at the deeper emotional stuff. I'm upset about something serious? I think it through and think it through until I have my mind wrapped around things. Grieving the loss of someone? I don't really like to do it where and when other people can see it. And I tend to get angry more than anything else so there is a lot of sorting through things in that area as well.
There are benefits to this, I would think. I tend to try and figure out why I'm feeling the way I feel about something in particular and then when I know what's happening I talk about it in such a way that things get resolved. That's something that's definitely good because it means that people aren't always getting blindsided by stuff instead of finding out what upset me.
I guess I just suck at dealing with emotional stuff. It's caused me problems in the past but I honestly don't know how to change. It's good in a way because it likely is teaching the kidlets how to work through things like an adult but there are times when my inner child wants to kick and scream and throw a temper tantrum.
I know that Master appreciates the lack of screaming fights (those are so not my style) and the fact that I do talk to him about other things once I have them sorted out in my head. I just hope that he's willing to accept the fact that I'm likely not going to get any better when it comes to opening up about the other stuff.
No comments:
Post a Comment