Journal Entry 10.12.23

I try to imagine the traps for myself when I return home. I think of the pressures people put on me, the judgements, the requirements to fit into their way of living. I think of people pursuing me to measure themselves against me. I imagine the criticisms. I feel anger. So maybe i am not as unattached and enlightened as I think I am.

I wonder if anger is the residue of grief or is anger the companion to other emotions. Anger masks vulnerability. And vulnerability is my personal superpower. The more vulnerable I am the closer I can let people near me. Perhaps anger is my next task. Perhaps letting the demands and the negatives fall away is my next task. I don’t yet know.