by skilsaw » Sun Nov 04, 2018 8:54 am
My instinct is to push back when I am pushed.
It worked when I was playing rough sports - American football, hockey, rugby and Olympic wrestling.
It creates "safety" of a sort. Nobody wants to deal with me.
That in turn creates loneliness.
I try and laugh it off now and not get baited. I try not to react.
It has been fun but I've taken some risks. Won a few fights. Been lucky nobody had a knife. mostly it has been wars of words... and I have a wicked mouth and a fast tongue.
It is a big joke to me when someone insults me in a shocking way. I got caught blocking a crosswalk with my car when a traffic light turned red. I didn't think it was a big deal but an ugly woman took offence. Our gestures and insults went back and forth a couple times and I thought I had her when she walked away but she turned around and spit on the windshield of my car. She was as disgusting as she was ugly. I howled with laughter. What a pig!!! She wins!!! I still laugh when I think about it.
But really she was a poor soul that needed to be loved.
It is not always possible to make someone's discomfort go away.
Sometimes, the best thing we can do is resist the urge to fix it and instead just say, "You, too?"