I have had an incredible year. Since March after I had a meltdown at work, and decided to change. I went on medication and joined Toastmasters. I was privileged to have a full year of work. I started a Graphic Design Diploma. And I gave my very first presentation to a large-sized audience.
This afternoon on a work conference call it all came crashing down. The client project manager used tone on me. In front of his team. I managed to hold it together, but as soon as I disconnected I burst into tears.
There is an automatic trigger inside of me. It invokes a feeling I have no control over. The aggression of a male.
This evening, I am wounded. Tomorrow I will be prepared. I will be strong.