I’ve always been in trouble for talking. In school, I couldn’t shut up in class. At home, I always had a smart ass comeback to anything my mom or stepdad said. In life, Ive always had to be in the mix of things. This always involves talking. And this, always involves my Nascar-style talking takeover which was always meant to thrust my ego into pole position. I’d always assumed that the louder I talked, the more likely I’d be to win.
Win? Yeah…what the fuck was I trying to win?
For me, it was always attention, the spotlight, the center stage. If I stopped talking, I would have died.
That all changed nearly one year ago.