I’d like to consider myself a quiet bulldog. As much as I love to debate and express my opinions. I think I know when to speak and when not to (to strangers). In my inner circle not so much. I’m aware of my tendency to cross a line just to get my point across. Not something to brag about but a habit I’m glad I’m aware of. I am known for speaking continuously, something I am trying to work on. But really its not my fault because I’ve grown up in such a religious and spiritual home. I feel as if my opinion was invalid all of my life. As much as we discussed and debated in my home I still remember keeping my words under wraps. It was imperative to voice out what we felt but at the same time it didn’t mean what was felt was first or second priority.
Besides my home background I am still who am. I was born with the gift of gab and I will take it how I can. It is a gift from God and its up to us to take advantage of our god given talents. They are our ticket to success and instant leave on a bad situation. I’ve been looking for different ways to control my mouth, something I don’t know is possible.
What I do realize is if I would like to make it past 35 then I should probably be more shut mouth. I can get somewhere with this blogging and maybe I can go as far as getting paid for it. Once I do become “big” I need to play smart. I have to find a way to boldly state my opinion (as I do) while downsizing its intensity. For my sake if I would like to continue as an author,designer, and activist for young girls. I need to be smart about what I’m saying when.where, and how.
