Vending Machine Labels

Have you noticed that we live in an era when it became fashionable to self-defense precisely the right to behave like vending machines? Now, I imagine many of you reading this article might take exception to anyone Instant treated you like a vending machine or accused you consider anyone else as nothing more than an extension your wishes for immediate gratification. Yet there are moments where we and our loved invoke unwritten agreements unsaid that if you pick a fight, the other when provoked will turn into a vending machine. Once we pay a dollar of sarcasm, emotional withdrawal, and threats and properly down "the other person touches hot" the answer we want (or not we are conscious of wanting or not) falls, bounces slot recovery and hits us right between the eyes. And to add insult to injury that we have our buttons pushed and being degraded by the wind make degradation a reality by throwing respect and consideration by the window and return the favor "of distributors machines. "I know. This is not a very flattering mirror to run and stand in front and ask:" How do I look? " Yet we are all to varying degrees of frequency behave this way.

You may never have thought about a vending machine metaphor to describe or understand what happens when two adults regress to feeling and acting like little children arguing without an adult referee in the room. However, this glass slipper seems to fit all sizes of feet. Our values and ideals that constitute our consciousness can do an admirable job of controlling reckless and disrespectful behavior when the tide of our emotions are not flooding our rational faculties. But these checks on impulsivity can get swallowed up by intensely threatening feelings so that we temporarily lose the ability to understand our actions and empathy for our actions on others until our emotional flood waters recede. This is so, so easy to these moments with religious fervor to believe that we are innocent victims and the other person started.

We can be victims, but not victims of the infamous "push button." Our "button pusher" so to speak, nothing more than a trigger that pushes the play button for the recall of beliefs, feelings, impulses and fantasies that threaten our self-esteem in a while we become so identified with these threats that we stop being able to adjust our self-esteem. Thus, temporarily, the replay of "You're an idiot who deserves to be used as a pawn" is not respected as it should be, a false and illogical idea in mind in dialogue with a parent whose words have been shaped by their own vulnerability and limitations. "No!" That memory becomes one that completely defines us as a value. What we deal with are harmful memories through the eyes of our emotional me less developed. As the child logic: If a parent is supposed to love us and how we love to say words hurtful and hateful, then we, the children must be bad and / or defective unlovable. So what we have here is the anatomy of the process by which we victimize when our buttons are pushed, then feel justified to retaliate in kind.

In truth, we are all sometimes victims of our own limitations, ignorance, lack of motivation and sharpened axes we still grinding, which are our responsibilities to manage as best we can to find this a bitter pill to swallow. If you want a little dose of how "The Devil Made me do it" is not a ticket to pass go and collect $ 200 just to take a few hours to sit in a criminal court in this country and see what happens in cases where threats of domestic violence is retaliation in kind. Both parties are likely to get Arres.