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Friday, June 01, 2007

Some people don't mince words, but I do.

IRL almost everything I say is a result of some level of deliberation and thought.

I blush when people are straightforwardly blunt about certain things. As open-minded as I consider myself to be, I'd like to think most of us self-censor in polite company.

I live for the subtleties of language. I hint. I say things that other people may dismiss as nothing, but if they pay attention, they'd know what I'm trying to get at. Sometimes I hint repeatedly. Unfortunately 98% (99%, according to some) of the population does not pick up such nuances of context and tone, so our messages are lost.

Often I wonder to myself, why do I bother? Why don't I just spit things out as they occur to me, instead of bottling it up all inside, until it explodes with the slightest trigger? Why don't I just beat people over the head with what I think is obvious?

Well, even with something that's blatantly obvious, some people just don't get it. Still, something feels very wrong when we have to point things out to people.

I mean, we shouldn't have to. It's as plain as the nose on your face, right?

This is the fate of introverts, I suppose. We are so introspective that we become experts at reading other people. We struggle between being the diplomat and feeling frustrated that others don't understand us at all. People come and go because even after years of knowing us, they still don't know us.

Such is our lot.