When I look to things, I see me. When I look to me, I see bright nothing. Inside this me-space things form and unform, including the "me."
Last night, when the stress came, I let them come. They are either me, or just fleeting energies, so what's the harm? No thought, word, or deed will change what they are. And who knows, maybe it will be a good thing. Maybe these emotions just need to come out, or burn up attachments, or do whatever.
So I just hosted them. My body felt hot. My stomach twisted and burned. Panicky thoughts started to come. So I let them be what they were, and remained present.
And what happened? They hung around for a while and then dissolved. No harm to the me-space.