If you have ever met me, you know that I am what’s known as a ‘blunt-talker’. Well, I don’t know if that’s the known name for it, but that’s what I made up to describe how I talk about stuff: to the point, as-it-is, no drama needed. I’m pretty open about my life and my thoughts…ask me a question and I’ll tell you what I think about it. So, don’t ask if you don’t want to know.
Knowing this about me perhaps you can understand why I can’t stand it when people pretend things aren’t what they really are. Playing ostrich, ignoring the elephant in the room…whatever you want to call it, it drives me batty! Just call it like you see it and let it go at that! (Side note: no offense to my own gender…but this is why I tend to get along better with guys. Things are usually pretty cut and dried and you can tell someone they are off base without 6 months of drama.)
Here’s one of the problems I see with not speaking your mind: people can assume what your beliefs are and they may be wrong. Better to let people know where you stand so there is no misinterpretation of your truths.
Another reason to speak your mind: it keeps drama and manipulation to a minimum, at least on your part. If you have the same stance on something and everyone knows it then it’s like water off a duck’s back…they can keep throwing the water at you but it won’t effect you.
And I guess I don’t feel like I have to ‘keep up appearances’…I’m a flawed person and I know it. I tend to cuss like a sailor, I like a raunchy joke, and I’ve been to a strip club before. There. So what. I’m not going to act like these things aren’t real…but here’s what else is real: I love Christ and believe he is my savior, I cry at really stupid movies and I wish I could actually move my hips like your supposed to in Zumba class. It doesn’t take much to know about me…just ask. Or, like just now, you may find out more about me than you wanted to know without even asking.
OK…I’m done with my rant now. It was either this or make other people upset with my ‘blunt-talking’. For once I chose the path of restraint…
Was this a cohesive blog today? No. Do I care? No. Did it make feel better to write it? Yes.