Untouchable

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(well, no, I’m quite pink and squishy, actually.)

Today I’m grateful that I can see other’s actions as a reflection of their character, and not my own. Some of the stuff I weathered today would have destroyed a younger me, and it’s only through growing and the program that I’m able to sit here quietly and drink my tea. Thank God. I had to start to grow up at some point.

Relatedly, I’m reading this book on forming mental shields against picking up on other’s vibrations and on correct boundary setting. I’m too sensitive to other’s moods and energy, and god knows I didn’t understand that boundaries were even a thing until a few years ago.

 

 

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