Revelation
I can't take crass talk anymore!
Not in emails, IMs, on the phone, in person... nowhere.
I don't know when that happened... but it finally hit me over the head yesterday:
It's ugly, it's gross, it's rude, classless and it's impolite.
It is NOT sexy or "hawt"-- it's not romantic and it DOESN'T turn me on, baby.
Mind you, I'm not talking about regular swearing. I can swear up a blue streak and have had a mouth like a sailor since high school.
And I'm not a prude either (and I'll leave that one right there).
But you know what? I don't know you. And some things are left for private moments for special people and not to be flung around lightly.
I don't know why I didn't get that until this late in my life... but that moment's here.
It makes me feel sleazy and whore-y -- and I won't stand for that anymore, it's not funny.
So cut it out.
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Edited to add (after loving feedback from wonderful friends):
Now the real work is not judging myself for all of this.
It's like the veil has been lifted... and I see now how horribly I've thought of myself and let myself be treated all these years!
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