Not because I wanted to fight, but because I felt like I wasn’t being heard. I’d bring something up that, to me, was just a conversation. Then I’d be told it was rubbish, that it wasn’t relevant, or that we shouldn’t be talking about it in front of the kids. The thing was, I wasn’t trying to pick a fight. I was trying to be heard. The more dismissed I felt, the louder I got. I can still hear myself saying, “I’m not trying to fight with you. Can you just hear me? Just hear me.” Looking back now, I can see it wasn’t really about yelling. It was what happened in my body when I felt Unseen. Dismissed, Unimportant. Not good enough. Our boys are 6 and 10. My eldest turns 10 next week Between about 3 and 9 years old, children are learning what is normal. They’re not just listening to what you say. They’re watching how you respond when you’re stressed, frustrated, hurt or overwhelmed. Nearly two years ago, I noticed something that really hit me. My eldest had started yelling at his little brother. He was often angry or frustrated at me. He would never direct his yelling at me. Just at him. My youngest was doing exactly what his dad used to do. He’d walk away. Disappear into his room. Hide. Run… avoid That’s when I realised they weren’t just watching us. They were learning us. That was the moment everything changed for me. Not because I suddenly stopped yelling. Not because I got it right from then on. But because I stopped waiting for tomorrow to do something about it. I started in that moment. It started with one conscious breath. Just one breath before I responded. I apologised to the boys. Told them I was feeling overwhelmed and a bit scared - and it wasn’t their fault. It never is. Im going to do better. Then I added a body scan. The conscious breath became something I used several times a day. The body scan became part of my daily practice, I had to use a tracker. I had to work so hard to do it even though it was simple - for the record and I still do it now. I think I’ll do it forever…