
sometimes i notice when i am being a leedle too gregarious and sometimes i do not. i used to be severely self-conscious (almost panicky) about this but self-conscious is not really my thing so i gave that up.
when i open up my snapper and let it flow i can assure you that it is because i feel strongly about something or someone. and, believe it or not, i have upgraded and continuously attempt to improve my filter and maintain clarity with my intentions. but that does not mean i still won't speak my mind.
i will continue to speak my mind when i feel others are not heard. when i feel some are marginalized or ignored i will say something about it...or figure out who needs to know to make a change. i use my stupid mouth in defense of others i feel are not being treated fairly. my pie hole can be a beacon of justice so that others may join who are like minded but maybe just little quieter...my squeak can be their squawk.
but my squealer gets me into trouble. once i was trying to defend a best friend and her wishes at a slumber party and i ended up the odd girl out. the friendship immediately ended, i was too young and intimidated to speak up as to my reasoning and i became the victim of the middle school girls' cruelty for a looong time.
as an adult, i am not as defensive and i have confidence to argue my way through disagreements or confrontations. i have to remind myself that others do not always want to "battle" and will not come to table with their voices or concerns if i am always donning my "warpaint."
a sweet southerner once told me "you catch more flies with sugar than vinegar." so very true. (but i have always found vingear much more useful than sugar...literally and figuratively)

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