This week I have been attacked by a colleague, possessed by the Bokitto spirit, at the office. Sometimes I think I have followed the wrong carrier and that I should have studied something around the human brain.
My first reaction is to cry. Not because I feel victimized by the situation or because I feel less than someone else. To cry is the way my body reacts when submitted to strong e-motions (I also cry when coming down in a roller-coaster for instance).
I understand how people get murdered by sick people, that are under a huge amount of stress and cannot control him/herself. If human beings were able to control themselves on those situations, there wouldn’t be a need for drugs or therapists and there would be much less suffering in the world.
This colleague shouted to the wrong person: he should shout to himself and move himself to the office of a therapist. They can truly help us when we get to this point.
And yet, what most surprises me is the message that comes at the end of such attacks: “Don’t get me wrong, is not personal”. This is the most hypocrite sentence extensively used on this side of the world to justify a bad behavior: one does whatever he wants to do, and in the end says it was not personal.
People, wake up.