As I mentioned before, last year was horrible for me. Almost nothing truly positive happened, and the good things to 2014 can largely be measured by all the negative things that didn't happen.
But a lot of bad things happened, mostly involved with people stabbing me and/or my family in the back.
I'd picked this word in March already, before the A to Z Challenge, and... well... even until this morning, I wasn't sure about what I'd learned.
Then, this morning, I ran into one of these back-stabbers.
And you know what? Other than a faint queasy feeling because it was a less than nice surprise, I felt nothing.
So becoming numb to my anger was the lesson I'd learned. Apparently, my soul knew this before my mind did. I'd learned not to be angry every time I see or think about people who hurt me.
In fact, I don't really feel hurt anymore. With every passing day, the hurt and anger is becoming more of a distant memory. And eventually one day, it'll probably strike me that I forgave them.
But for now, I think being numb is a good reaction, because it allows me to move on with my life regardless of what they think and/or do.
Which is just as well, because people who can so easily hurt those around them, truly don't deserve any more reaction than that.
Ever unexpectedly meet someone who hurt you? What happened?