GIFT # 15: What does it mean...

Another good chunk of silence... life takes time to process and I wish my processing speed was much faster or at least as fast as it was 2 decades ago!

Interesting that my return to writing officially begins with the question, "What does it mean when I wish people who behave like a**holes around me get a clear revelation of what they look and sound like?"

Am I a mean person to want that to happen? Won't these people suffer from embarrassment and I should protect their reputation?

Self-help and empowerment sites keep talking about the power of one's choice to walk away from toxicity, from a**holes. Real life is not so easily navigated. Circumstances can make it impossible to walk away. Sometimes, toxicity is within your blood or family circles. A**holes reside where one lives, at home or school. How does one walk away from that? Also, to be frank, jerks are everywhere. I myself, have been a jerk at one point or another in my life.

So, why am I writing this anyway?

Maybe by writing, I can take further steps from staying in status quo, always silent about bad behaviour of folks closest to me... and move towards finding a way to be unaffected by someone else's crap and yet find a voice to call out said crap.

Maybe I just need to listen to Sara Bareilles again and find some strength in her song, Brave.