I am a very defensive person. I don’t always look like it on the outside. At least, I try hard to hide it. But on the inside, I scramble. A lot. Comment on my driving. Make a suggestion about my parenting. Helpfully point out that there is piece of lettuce in my teeth. And then you’ll see. I squirm; I hesitate. Eventually I come up with something to say; a lame excuse, a clever joke, a distracting counter-argument. Something. I can’t just accept your commentary and use it for good.… Continue reading Why Am I So Defensive?