A few weeks ago, I got home late after a long trip. I’d been traveling a lot recently and didn’t sleep well that night. The next morning, I woke up and felt like I’d been hit by a truck.
Emotionally, I was at a really low point.
When I came downstairs that morning, I asked my wife, “How are you?” She said she hadn’t slept well. Her tone was matter-of-fact, but given my thoughts and emotions, I made a huge mental leap. I took her answer way more personally than I should have.
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