You cringe and squirm, waiting
For that moment when the words
Are spoken and you cannot leave
Without an answer, standing up
To phrases that will really hurt
And pelt your body with
The fury of a thousand rocks
Thrown with hateful rage.
I have had a few awkward conversations with students in my tutor group group recently. And I have to say that it has been really helpful in my own personal development, as I’m pretty crap at having difficult chats with people.
There has been something really healing for me in learning how to have these discussions with tutees who are only eleven twelve, because the stakes are so much lower. None of them are going to lose a job, or a spouse, or their home if they get something wrong.
And so it’s been such good practice for me, because I’m getting to try these things out in a relatively low stakes environment before I ever have to have similar chats with adults.
I know that my difficulties are my own fault because I drank to avoid such situations, and that’s why I’m about as emotionally mature as a fifteen or sixteen year old. But I’m coming on in leaps and bounds and I am thankful to my tutor group for helping me get there.
Thank you and much love