39 years in the making…

“What the f%ck is wrong with you, you f#%kin idiot?”
Loving words from my Uncle in response to a question I asked him about a broken garage door.
Verbal abuse at it’s finest. In the past I allowed it, went along with it, and felt like less than human for hours, sometimes days after.
However, two days ago when this happened, I walked away.
I
walked
away.
I did not mouth off, I did not cry, I did not curse him out and start acting all gangsta, I did not feel inadequate or bad.
What a relief!
Miracles do happen!
Instead, I prayed for him, in my heart I immediately asked Spirit to forgive him for being so angry, mean, unaware, uncaring and not awakened. I said my good bye to my grand mother whose home I was at raking leaves and I left.
Without a scene, I left.
I did not cry in the car as I drove away.
I smiled. I thanked the GREAT SPIRIT that allowed me to love, live, forgive and be genuinely happy, clean.
Positivity and light fill my Spirit and my soul is cleansed, finally.
39 years old and I can finally not let negative and abusive words from family hurt me.
(from my uncle)
My brother or father saying these words to me may not be as easily handled. I am a work in progress I am not perfect.