More like shoved.
We can't think clearly. We are consumed with rage. Our egos want us to prove how right we are. Hurtful words pour from our mouth.
We choose to take a turn being the button pusher. At this point, after all, we think we have earned the right.
A small conversation, indeed...
When someone pushes your buttons, maybe the lesson is this:
No one is doing anything TO you, rather they are just being who they are.
Maybe you are meant to learn to give up making them wrong.
In Peace,
Dawn