i'm afraid that i don't really fit in with others very well. i have trouble making fun or being irritated about others. i can talk goofy. talk silly. talk about sex. talk about feelings. talk about how i feel about my ex...to a degree. i can talk about my story. talk about their stories. i can listen. i can commiserate. but i just am not the woman that does well when the subject of other people that aren't part of my story come up. i cringe. i can talk about our kids. because we love them. i can talk about parents/grandparents/inlaws. i don't have a deep seated belief that it's gossip to speak about others. i feel like there's something about what is in the heart. whether it's malicious. whether it's from a place of love. and i know that i'm guilty. and i know that i often fail. but i so easily feel uncomfortable when people talk about someone or pass judgement. perhaps it is because i have been the subject of such. i hurt when people who are different are put on the conversation agenda. i am weird. i am different. i wonder what people say about me when i'm not around. awkward thought.
i want to be kind of heart. and of word. and tell the truth in my own story. balance. but i don't want to drag others or their habits into conversation just to have something to talk about. makes me sad.
night. have school tomorrow!!!
i want to be kind of heart. and of word. and tell the truth in my own story. balance. but i don't want to drag others or their habits into conversation just to have something to talk about. makes me sad.
night. have school tomorrow!!!
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