It’s no secret among those that walk the same space as me that I am the most moody person that any of us know.
This is common knowledge in my offline world because I force this community to suffer through it. My online friends are fortunately spared this greatest of my defining characteristics.
It is very common for me to just stop talking to someone for two weeks and never tell them why. I am not a big fan of explaining to you why you pissed me off, but if you did, I will leave no doubt about it. Whenever I hear the question, “are you mad at me?” I always answer with, “is there some reason why I should be mad at you?” If you’re not going to own up to it, then you can be sure I’m not going to free you from the field of silence.
The unfortunate part about being close to a person such as me is that the closer you are, the greater your chances are of getting on my nerves.
Of course, since there is an unwritten rule that you never have to say, “I’m sorry,” to family members, this article is the closest that friends and family will ever get; the acknowledgement that yes I know I am a pain in the ass to live with. But these people already know that I am aware of my pain-in-the-ass-ness so it won’t give them any peace to see me write it – clearly why I allowed it to be written.
Being that I live with a bunch of creative types there is a group of us in love with the show, The Glee Project. One friend recently told me she was imagining what we would all be like on that show. I asked her what I would be like. “Oscar the Grouch,” came her quick reply. Thanks. That’s two more weeks of silence against you!
Anyways… getting to the point.
This week’s Dungeon Prompt is, “Secrets!” I am not a big fan of secrets. That’s why I am sharing this unknown fact about myself, my moodiness, with my online community.
I normally will tell all of my business quickly so that it never becomes a secret. If someone feels that I wronged them, or if I feel that I was wronged, both things will be broadcast quickly before it ever becomes underground knowledge that could sneak up on me later.
Of course, other people’s secrets are another thing entirely.
Because my mother, as many of you know, is a psychotherapist, confidentiality is something that was taken very seriously in my household and something that rubbed off on me. That being the case, people know that their secrets are safe with me.
Safe that is, unless the secret has something to do with me. Once I’m involved in the issue, once it becomes my problem, there are no more secrets. Usually that only happens in cases where someone tells me that they’re in love with me, and not wanting to get in trouble for some illicit affair I completely broadcast this knowledge, which just affected my life, to everyone that I know.
Secrets… I’m really not a big fan, but I will keep yours, you just have to understand the ground rules first.
What kind of a secret keeper are you? And, is there anything that you’re keeping from your online community?
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