There are a lot of pretty messed up things in this world, but right now the #1 injustice that comes to mind is that Chris Brown has incredible financial security and I do not.
Related to previous disclaimer, Allan found this short piece on Mikal Cronin. In it, he speaks about the cathartic nature of putting your personal life up for display, and how he too is baffled by the inclination.
Yes, catharsis, that’s precisely what I feel when I listen to this new album.
I make a lot of things about myself very public and very accessible. My motto is “let’s talk about it,” because I believe the key to both building relationships and finding comfort with your own wackiness is held in relating to one another. I’ve often wanted to be a private person, I’m often the furthest thing from such a goal.
That said, it enrages me deeply when peripheral acquaintances twist my business to use it against me or friends of mine. Acting as if widely-known, unimportant, tidbits of my life are shrouded in secrecy, using them as ammo to benefit their agenda. Don’t do that, don’t meddle in my life in such a way, as if I don’t offer information at the drop of a hat. I will converse, and I will explain, and often times I’m actually competent at explaining perspective and the reality of what may seem a bit more complicated on paper. Don’t take my “non-issues” and bill them as “issues”. Please stay out of situations in which you’re in no way involved, as it deliberately strains my well-functioning relationships. It is then, when I feel that I’ve been victimized by your own incompetence, that I will lash out and unleash a whole new realm of “talking about it.”
I am slow to anger, yet I am explosive when pushed. This is my trigger, this is what shows me who has zero worth in my life. This is the most inane of petty behaviors, acting as if you’ve uncovered gold when it’s been sitting on the table since before you even came along.
50 shades of forest green