I seem to have two modes: Shut down, or nuclear. I chose to shut down this time, I think, because I was already so volatile it would have just gotten UGLY if I'd responded. I chose to snap and shut down rather than snap and spill blood and adipose. So I chose flight rather than fight, unfortunately. I need to start going in for the fight anymore, when the situations actually deserve it. I have some social anxiety even at the best of times which is why I tend to choose flight over fight, but I really need to start calling people out on this shit anymore. I can't let them get away with it and think what they're doing is okay or right.