X again felt offended by her husband.
Could you imagine what he
had said to me? I’m boiling inside. I’m feeling terrible. The wave of that
horrible heat is running through my body. I’m really pi […]off.
Later that day I’m coming
back home from work. We are having dinner together. Did I forget what happen
before? How did I feel? No, of course not. It is all sitting deep inside of me but
with a smile on my face to the question how my day was, I’m answering that it
was all good, fine. It certainly wasn’t an honest answer, it wasn’t exactly
what I wanted to say. The same or similar story happens every day. The offence
is accumulating in my body. It is not only that feeling that is accumulating. Literally
my body is getting bigger and bigger. I’m creating a buffer. And I am not
eating that much after all.
