Validated

I often second guess myself when it comes to my emotional reactions.

I learned at a critical age, that I was too emotional.

Too vocal, too whiny, too sad.

Up until that point, I thought it was my super power.

Deeply feeling everything— understanding myself and letting everything in.

I had no security.


Flash forward, and those bones have healed incorrectly.

I go to a doctor to get my bones reset.

During the healing process I am tested in the drive-thru.

when someone cuts in front of me, when I was just following the rules.


We yell and I honk repeatedly

I am angry.

I was following the rules of the drive-thru— not to block the intersection.

They leave, and I replay the situation over and over.


Was I wrong? I was too aggressive. I should have let it go.

The temptation to ask my sister if I overreacted is dangling in front of me,

like a 100 dollar bill.

But I don't.

I check in with myself.

Feeling confident in my reaction and how I handled the situation.


Then I hear a car behind me, mentioning how it was loud.

the person in the restaurant agrees, saying

They could hear it inside.


My confidence dissolves into a puddle, and I am embarrassed.

I decide to apologize to the people in the restaurant when I get to the window.

I am prepared to pay and be punished for my crime,

when I surprised by the car behind me.


They paid for me.

They felt bad for what happened and paid for me,

and I feel validated.


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