My level of anger today is high and flaming. Last night the dog would not come to me no matter what I said. Then this morning outside he did the very same thing. I makes me worry that if he gets into trouble he’s not going to respond to my commands. This of course is a trigger because of the “training” I had as a child. My mother use to practice with my sister and myself on stop and go commands. She had us trained to listen for her voice and respond immediately. If she said stop we stopped right in our tracks. We listened for her voice of “reason” of “safety” of “life and death” because she said it was this important. In the car she would yell, “get down” and we were to lay on the floor in the back seat and not move until she told us to. She would pull over into an alley and turn the lights down. She’d sit still and say nothing. After what seemed like an eternity she would turn the lights on, pull away and say that everything was safe. She would tell us this training would one day save our lives. She said our response time could mean life or death. Continue reading ‘My Level of Anger’
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