It doesn’t really matter what it is or what it’s about: disrespect is definitely unwelcomed

My anger, my frustration, my darkness gets pulled out of dormancy when I feel disrespected. I can be kind, humorous, easy to get along with, and genuinely peaceful, but the moment I feel that touch , everything in me shifts. My patience disappears, and the part of me that is warm and approachable vanishes.
I’m a Christian.
I try to lead with love, grace, understanding, and respect. I never grew up around disrespect in my home or my grandparents’ homes, it was forbidden and frowned on. That’s exactly why disrespect cuts so deeply into my soul. I know how much grace I give before I ever lose my composure.
When I snap, it’s never random. It’s a reaction.
What you put in is what you get out of me.
Still, I’m learning not to let people pull me out of character. I’m learning that not everyone deserves a response. I’m learning that peace is better than proving a point. Growth is not about never being pushed, it’s about learning not to be ruled by those stupid enough to push.