A few weeks ago, a friend lashed out at me.
He caught me in a good mood. I didn’t lash back. I wasn’t overly defensive. I didn’t say, ”Who made you my personal relationship adviser?”
I nodded and thanked him for his frank honesty and left scratching my head.
Later that week, I was told my friend had been hit with a series of medical and business problems that would make anyone’s head spin.
I called him and asked if I could be of some assistance.
He said yes.
It’s a good lesson for me. When I feel as if someone is lashing out at me, it may have nothing to do with me at all.