re: ~Trusting the Dog

I should remember to read this when my brain flares. When the brain flares, I can get pretty darn nasty. When the brain flares in just the right way, "nice" goes out the window. All I'm left with is a bad temper and brutal honesty.

When I fly into asshole mode, when my brain is flaring, I still do try to hide... to protect the world from myself, despite my needs. Isn't that just like life though? When I most need people, on one level, is when I feel the overwhelming desire to get as far away from them as possible. Yes, when I "need" people most is exactly the time when I push them the hell away from me. Sort of like, being a sick dog.