I will be the first to admit that I have an extremely difficult time navigating interpersonal relationships. I do not have many, I never have.
I have no family that I speak to, even though if I hocked a loogie hard enough, I could probably land the ball of mucous in the yard where I grew up, at the home of “my parents”, who raised me.
I cut them off.
I cut people off.
It’s not hard for me.
I have had to do it to two of my own children. Not, at all, because I wanted to, but because I had no choice. Emotions and feelings can beat the crap out of me, like no person ever has, physically.
Don’t go presuming shit concerning the aforementioned admission, because you don’t know the background. To judge me for an admission I made without me giving you the background is ignorant at best and hateful at worst.
And no, I ain’t giving no background about that right now cause that’s not what this entry concerns.
The point I would like to make is this: If you are one of the very few I have an interpersonal relationship with, then I need COMMUNICATION. There is NO RELATIONSHIP that is functional without honest communication.
This shit has become a job.
I quit those, too.