i am LIVING this clip right now. i feel like i’m talking a different language, and i am totally not gotten.
in the past month i have had a couple of relationship breakdowns. i have opened myself up, really tried to connect, to get personal. so, of course, i’ve been talking, homeskillets. shocked i’m sure.
so. there i am. yakking away. i think i’m sharing some good stuff, and i am hit with a look or sent a non-verbal cue that i’m not cool.
i’ve been really thinking about this.
is it me? AM I NOT COOL???? that can’t be right. CAN IT?
i have to admit. this self-analysis stuff has been really harshin’ my flo.
so. i’ve been wondering what is “cool”.
am i cool if i just do what others want me to do?
am i cool if i just keep my feelings stuffed inside?
am i cool if i choose to just talk about superficial stuff, and never ask hard questions?
no. i don’t think changing or being uncomfortable with who i am is cool.
it’s cool to be messy and vulnerable.
it’s cool to get personal.
even if i get hurt. even if i’m misunderstood.
cool or uncool — i don’t care. i’m staying personal.