Words... I have had to utter them to strangers with no face, then hand them off into the great abyss and remove myself from the process completely. I have functioned in a disconnect and I don't like it. I need to be needed for more than just minutia! Not pigeon-holed with umpleasantries when I have so much more to convey. I looked at it as paying my dues and am so burnt now. I need to be empowered once again.
I want to write the words down and explain the meaning of it, all the time, not just a few hours a week. Apparently, I had to say this face to face and to a lot of people before that would happen. I get it now, I will bring it. This tickling sensation in my throat made me speak and now I'm getting a chance to breath. Given viable projects to prove I am capable and I am here. An actual goal, one I have a hard time believing in as I've been trapped on isolation island. I don't have to pretend in hope, if I can actualize it with words. I went to the holiday party and we got the business out of the way first off. I spoke and people listened. I won't let them down. Give me a string to tie. I've been so bored of being unbound.
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