In fact, I got so disturbed that my voice started becoming harsh and shrill as I talked, and I felt tears well up at the back of my eyes. I managed to calm myself down before breaking down spectacularly and fulfilling the stereotype of the hysterical woman at work, but was still seething with anger as I stomped back home and grumbled to hubby about what a 'poor thing' I was.
Then I saw this on FB by my fave self-help guru:
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