In Life: This Chick Has TWS

Yesterday was a typical family day. I’d gathered at a close girlfriend’s mother’s house for grilled eats and homemade cupcakes.

The typical love, life, and relationship topics surfaced. My friend’s niece looked over to me and asked, “Do you remember when you said to me ‘If you aren’t smiling, then it’s time to move on?’ I nodded not because I remembered but because it sound like me. She went on to say, “I let that guy go and found a new one. And since then, I’ve been happy.”

I’m sharing this with you because … Well for several reasons

1. Though love seems complicated. It isn’t. We seem to complicate our situation through our perspective, meanwhile, become confused. This happens when we cannot accept reality. Reality for the subject, as for many, was that she wasn’t smiling anymore. The relationship no longer brought joy to her life. It no longer suited her happiness.

Secondly, we mustn’t neglect the impressions we leave upon people.

Even though I encouraged her to be true to her happiness here, I struggle with this, leaving impressions, daily as I’ve become a bit socially awkward. God only knows what other impressions I’ve left.

I spend countless hours designing my life, keeping in contact with friends who have similar taste, and hanging out at places that tend to suit my personal interests that I don’t always relate well to others in a simple exchange.

And I could be a bit tacky in casual conversation. An expletive here and there never hurt anybody! My everyday language is filled with shouts, analogies, euphemisms, and sarcasm. I’m a piece of work and fun to watch. Picture Russell Simmons wearing a skirt. Yea, that’s me.

Now I can’t promise you that I won’t be this way ever again in life. That’s not why I’m writing this. I’m simply sharing a moment in which my impression has been brought to my attention. And I want my friends & family and folk I don’t know to believe (hah!) that ‘I’m working on it.’ Though this will take time … I will get better!

If it means anything to anybody, I’m just talking shit. It means nothing most of the time. 😉 Chalk it up to TWS–temperamental writer syndrome. Bye!!


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