My best (only?) response when talking with others used to be
sarcasm. I thought I was being witty and
humorous. In recovery’s hindsight, I can
see where I was simply consumed by fear of emotional intimacy and cruel.
Today I show up in my life as a much kinder and gentle person. I still like witty wordplay, but now it is
usually at the expense of my ego on the humorous folly of my own shortcomings.
I am grateful for my loving kindness today. My relationships have all improved as a
direct result of being kind and letting go of my sarcastic fearfulness. I have compassion and empathy for others.
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