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Day 13: Understanding My Triggers

This post is part of my 30 day journey reflecting on Carl Jung’s teachings and how they unfold in my own life. Each day, I explore a different aspect of the psyche, inner growth, and self discovery through personal reflection.


There are moments when something small affects me more than I expect. A comment. A tone of voice. A memory that appears out of nowhere. These moments used to confuse me. I would ask myself why I reacted so strongly, or why a situation touched me so deeply.

Jung believed that triggers reveal parts of ourselves that still need healing. They are not random. They are reminders from the unconscious, gently pointing to old wounds or unresolved emotions.

When something triggers me, I notice that the feeling is not only about the present moment. It often connects to something older. A time when I felt ignored. A moment when I felt unimportant. A situation where I felt powerless or misunderstood.

Understanding this helped me stop judging my reactions. Instead of thinking I am too sensitive, I try to ask myself where the feeling is coming from. I try to be curious rather than critical.

There was a moment recently when someone spoke to me in a dismissive way. My reaction was immediate. I felt a tightness in my chest, and a wave of emotion rose inside me. Before, I would have tried to hide it. Now, I took a breath and asked myself what part of me was reacting. I realized it reminded me of an old experience where I felt invisible.

The moment taught me something important. My reactions carry stories. They carry truths about what I have lived through and what still hurts.

Today, I want to meet my triggers with understanding. I want to see them as guides instead of problems. I want to be gentle with the parts of me that still feel tender.

Healing begins when I stop running from these moments and start listening to them.

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