What really bothers you? Is it about you or your partner?

Is what bothers you in your relationship about you or your partner?

It dawned on me that I felt anxiousness in some of Sam’s little remarks–something as innocent as, “Where’s my wallet,” or “I want my kiss.” And it wasn’t Sam’s anxiety. It was mine.

There was no problem; and Sam wasn’t suggesting a problem. But it FELT like he was suggesting that something was awry, that something needed my attention, and that my attention was tardy!

And that, friends, touches on how I coped as a child. Order was my sanity, my survival.

Any anxiousness felt by me is always about me!

Knowing what still lingers in my unconscious, I can reprogram on a deeper level.

Note: This is actually a memory I’m re-sharing. But I am forever a work in progress.