Postscript

I’ve always prided myself on being the kind of person who can take anything because hey, I can dish it out too. Probably because I’m usually surrounded by friends and family who throws even spicier hirits than I do. I nonchalantly thought I can get away with saying anything to anyone – whether sober or intoxicated. Yet I realized not everyone is as thick-skinned as I am, but having this mentality does not excuse any lapses in insensitivity or carelessness in throwing out barbs.

I’m prone to scenes of tactlessness, to sudden bursts of sharp jibes in the interest of humor, to feeling like I’m close to everyone. That’s my way to get to know someone – to chika like we’ve been friends forever, and to poke fun at ourselves.  But the bitter pill to swallow is not everyone gets this side of me, and I shouldn’t expect them to. There’s a right place and time for everything, and that the concept of perception management is a really hard skill to master for me!

So if I say or do anything that might seem vindictive, counter-productive or inflammatory – seemingly trying to stoke the embers of a fire that should have died down – please understand that is never my intent. I am truly sorry.

Again, I am prone to surges of tactlessness, to sudden bursts of sharp jibes in the interest of humor, to feeling like I’m close to everyone. And the last thing I want is to say, do or post anything that might offend people who don’t completely know me or I don’t really know, so this is my way of removing them from the line of fire.  The fire being, well, me.

“Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.” ~Proverbs 12:18