Falling apart does not mean be an asshole.
It means, don’t run, hold space for yourself and let your emotions rise up and come out.
It means staying with yourself when you want to run.
It means not feeding stories or analysing and trying to figure it all out or control. If you don’t, you’ll be as full as your Uncle Jim who eats himself to sleep on Christmas Day, and even grumpier because you’re emotionally constipated and filled with built up emotional and energetic debris and even just people breathing near you will make you annoyed, cynical and righteous. You will be anxious, stressed, overwhelmed, maybe depressed and likely feeling uninspired and unable to take action. Your mind will
It’s a bit like chewing glass for a bit, and then, you’ll feel as
So. Please, fall the bloody hell apart.