Tact is not my strongest virtue. My bestfriend can attest to that. But I don't intentionally mean to be rude. Sometimes, I just don't think about what I say. It comes out from me with all honesty that I regret saying things afterwards. It is also impossible for me to just sit down and shut up. I try to be tactful, and it entails a lot of patience and self-control on my part. But when I don't get to say what I need to say, it feels that I have been deprived of a very vital thing in order to survive: and that is to exhale.
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