Continuing the discussion from Getting too intense… It’s guilt I bet:
I’ve been so exhausted being a wall. I just had a flip out over the rain… not like me at all. It’s like a pressure cooker. IT just keeps building up. I have to stop being a wall. I have to step down before I fall down.
The sneaky brained thinking… the flip out last night, the anger at the rain today… I have to make amends before I get worse. I have to get over my catastrophic thinking and just let the chipmunks work it out. I thought I was getting better at this. But obviously not. I have been trying to be understanding with my youngest brother, but in the end, I see it now… I haven’t been very realistically supportive.
Maybe he’ll actually do better with his old chipmunk friend back in his life… what ever the outcome… It’s finally sunk in… it’s not my decision to make.