Not by Natalie Blake standards.
But, it was fight, nonetheless.
The core issue was trust.
Words were said. Feelings were hurt.
One of us lost their cool from the start and one of us tried hard to keep it together, but cracked when reasoning seemed futile.
I didn’t do what I always do.
My go-to tactic crossed my mind – I could have ended the fight right then and there.
But I didn’t want to crush him. I had no desire to initiate a verbal assault that he would probably never recover from, and we certainly wouldn’t.
What struck me later is that I wasn’t prepared to crush him.
I didn’t have anything at the ready that I could strike a fatal emotional blow with, nor was I willing to do it.
I think that is the first time I’ve ever not done that.