I realized yesterday that my emotions are either very muted or overwhelming. Something can happen and my reaction will be ... nothing. But at other times, the emotions just come all at once.
I thought, "My emotions are like a bottle of ketchup - you either get nothing or you get everything at once."
I have "Ketchup Emotions". I'm going to use that to describe myself from now on.
Here's what made me think about it:
Yesterday, I was helping someone move stuff from a storage unit. We met at the guy's house and wound up waiting half an hour while he looked for the gate code for the storage facility. He came out and told me, "My wife said she gave you the card with the gate code on it." I had helped them move stuff in and out of these storage units in the past, but I was bewildered that they thought I had their card. It slowly dawned on me that he was mad and she was trying to deflect his anger by blaming me. I thought - I should be really mad about that - I should feel insulted! But, I barely reacted.
Then, driving with my children a bit later, I played songs from "Phineas and Ferb" on the radio (at their request). When it got to one of the songs that I really like, I started singing along and enjoyed it so much that I got choked up. I'm over 50 years old, and I'm tearing up over a song from a cartoon.
That's when I realized that I have Ketchup Emotions.
I thought, "My emotions are like a bottle of ketchup - you either get nothing or you get everything at once."
I have "Ketchup Emotions". I'm going to use that to describe myself from now on.
Here's what made me think about it:
Yesterday, I was helping someone move stuff from a storage unit. We met at the guy's house and wound up waiting half an hour while he looked for the gate code for the storage facility. He came out and told me, "My wife said she gave you the card with the gate code on it." I had helped them move stuff in and out of these storage units in the past, but I was bewildered that they thought I had their card. It slowly dawned on me that he was mad and she was trying to deflect his anger by blaming me. I thought - I should be really mad about that - I should feel insulted! But, I barely reacted.
Then, driving with my children a bit later, I played songs from "Phineas and Ferb" on the radio (at their request). When it got to one of the songs that I really like, I started singing along and enjoyed it so much that I got choked up. I'm over 50 years old, and I'm tearing up over a song from a cartoon.
That's when I realized that I have Ketchup Emotions.