They say there are two kinds of people: those who fight and those who flee.
When it comes to the fight or flight response, I am most definitely a fighter. If you need proof, just ask my mom who had to weather my teen years. (Seriously, Mom, I’m sorry. I really am.) .
My husband, B, who is my counterpoint in every way, is not a fighter. This is good for our marriage because I don’t think a healthy relationship can handle two of me. I learned that B is a natural ‘flee-er’ (itsawordbecauseIsayitis) on one fateful fall day the fall when we were newly dating.
|He lifted his mask just a smidge
and whispered, “You’re supposed to run.”
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