It’s incredible how much, most of the times when you initiate or engage into a discussion with somebody, has to do with yourself and not with the other person.

You can be very reasonable in many aspects of your life, but as long as we are human with needs, fears, expectations, etc, we are gonna feel ourselves dragged by our little miseries, our attachments, our wounds...ultimately, our Ego.

In my case it’s not a punctual thing. It happens to me pretty often, so often that my dear dad who unluckily passed away three years ago in a day as today, used to tell me that I had a problem and it was that I wanted to change the world.
In his wise way to talk partly due to his intelligent and partly because of the wisdom ageing brings, he was aware of how much I was gonna suffer with my way to see things.

He didn’t get wrong. My “sensitivity”, my own insecurities, my cognitive distortions take me to fight the world. What it hurts to me more is the possibility to affect the people I care.

The only way out I see is to realise of what it’s inside you that it’s preventing to getting along with each person, situation...what’s not working but many times it’s not easy to discern among so many feelings hiding the truth and many times, you don’t even want to see them so you don’t have to face to them.