Warning: My Energy Has Been Known to Trigger Unexplained Giggles

I remember this neighbor who used to laugh every time he saw me.
Not just a chuckle:—no, full-body laughter.
Like I was performing stand-up comedy and he was front row at a Netflix special.

My own mother didn’t laugh like that.
Not even after not seeing me for two years during COVID.
But this man? Every single time he saw me—laughing. Beaming.

At first, I thought it meant something.
That maybe there was an unspoken connection…
That maybe I should go talk to him, get closer, open a door.

So I tried.
It was easy back then: no wife, no kids, no French Bulldog.
And nothing landed.
The conversation went nowhere. The connection? Flat. Gone.

I was confused—until I understood what was actually happening.

That laughter?
It wasn’t about me at all.
It was his reaction—his nervous system doing what it had always done when it felt something unfamiliar: defend.

It was never about me—it was about his history.

His history with emotion.
His history with emotional people.
His history with what my emotional field triggered in him.

That’s the thing about emotional presence. When you carry a consistent emotional frequency—it speaks before you do.
It enters the room before your words ever arrive.
And it touches places in people they’ve long stopped exploring.

Some people feel that and soften.
Others feel that and short-circuit.

They don’t see you—they see their past.
They don’t feel you—they feel what they’ve been avoiding.

And their reaction? Laughter, withdrawal, shutdown?
It’s not rejection.
It’s survival.

When someone meets your emotional energy, what they really meet is their story with it.
How it showed up before.
How it hurt.
How it confused them.
How they learned to smile and escape—before they ever learned to feel and stay.

So no, it wasn’t about me.
And it’s not about you, either.

It’s about what they carry.
It’s about their nervous system doing what it was taught to do when energy like ours walks into the room.

Now, I don’t take it personally.
I see the mechanics.
I trust the signal.
And I let their reaction belong to them.

Because emotional clarity isn’t just knowing how you feel.
It’s knowing what’s yours—and what’s simply someone else reacting to your light.

Let them laugh.
Let them deflect.
Let them feel… whatever they feel.

You’re not a performer.
You’re a presence.
And that is more than enough.

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