I Hate Confrontation

• 27 June 2005
• general whining

Honest to god, call me a wuss, but if there were any way I could opt never again to be in a room with people who are yelling, or in a tearful rage, I’d sign up PDQ.

As it is, I live with the fight-or-flight response produced by such confrontations for hours afterward.

And that’s when I’m not the object of the yelling or the raging. Imagine what a wreck I become when I am.

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