I Interrupted the Old Version of Me

Dear Delyara, An old pattern started rising in me today and I recognized it before it finished taking shape. That felt important. I noticed the urge to over-explain, to go back, to soothe someone else at my own expense, to shrink the truth so it would be easier to receive, to say yes when I meant not yet. And I interrupted it. Not beautifully. Not completely. But early enough to change the outcome. That is a victory now: not perfection — interruption.