I Might Be Learning To Shutup and Listen

I’m loud when I open my mouth, I just know how to shut it today — a moment at a time.

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Hate and pain are humbling, I guess. The way both change you — changes you. The hurt that comes from not liking yourself though, either kills you or provides you with the foundation necessary to rebuild from the ground up.

I went with the rebuild option — seemed cheaper, neater, and easier.

In a word, simpler.

I joke, about the unfunny regularly. It makes me more comfortable with the uncomfortable, and I’m sorry if that makes you uncomfortable.

You have the option of leaving peacefully, but I’d rather you stayed and made some noise. Because if you do, I might not think about me at that moment — shit, I might even learn something.

About you, me, or life in general. I just might pick something up.

Some part of it or lesson I was too busy talking during, to catch the first hundred times someone tried sitting me down and showing or teaching me.

I say that, with no regret. I’m not beating myself up, I'm just being honest.

And honesty tells me, maybe whatever I was talking about or saying aloud that caused me to miss the wisdom of said…