It Happened One Day
At my parentâ€™s house for the holidays a few years back, my mother, my sister and I were in the great room discussing which film to see that evening. It just so happened that we finished our conversation just as my brother walked in to the room. He reacted immediately with, â€śYou were talking about me, werenâ€™t you? Is there something wrong with me?â€ť Wow. I was shocked. Is that all he could come up with in that moment based on the situation? This was a highly limiting, personal point of view that had nothing to do with reality or truth. Where was this reaction coming from, I wondered?