Precious precious peace….

~Precious precious peace….~ Ah for peace… I crave peace… I grew up in a tense household with many heightened emotions displayed… to say the least, things spoken and things unspoken. One of the adverse affects of this on me is that I just cant cope with tension, anger, raised voices, with stress even if its not directed at me. I have grown so much, and I am most certainly not who or what I used to be… I am a very different woman, but in times when I am low, more than others, I recoil if I sense these things, I want it to stop. My immediate response is in my back… I can feel it in the middle of my back as weird as it might sound. I want to back away and I will say anything to have it over as soon as possible or shorten the conversation…

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