I was tempted to name this “attack of the killer bees”. Then I thought that might be too dramatic. As a child when there were bees buzzing around it did feel like attack of the killer bees. Feeling threatened I would always swat or do some other kind of frantic movement that just left me with not one, but usually many bee stings.
I felt threatened so I went into self-protection mode. The problem was my reaction intensified their reaction and the end result was never in my favor. I love metaphors so instantly I began to think of the [...]