I got an email from a friend that confused the hell out of me and frankly wounded me. Being misunderstood does that to you. Especially by friends. Some things just hit you from out of left field and it makes you realize how very little people know or understand you. Finding that out is a good thing. It toughens you up that little bit more. I need that every so often. I move on. Stronger, more wary but infinitely okay with who I am as a person.
Thursday, 26 January 2012
Toughening up…
Posted by Unknown at 6:42 pm
Labels: Amarinda Jones, armour, Friends, moving on, scarlet harlot publishing, toughening up, wounded
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E-mails are absolutely the worst form of communication. So often we don't explain ourselves or don't make our feelings clear. Strange that is when our job is writing...
Give me a telephone or face to face where I can at least "hear" the tone of voice.
People tend to be more honest when they write. I don't need to hear the tone. I take in the words and act accordingly.
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