-Super Nova-
Razors of love and lips of lust
Embers to ashes "In death we trust"
My sweet, my dear, you were born in blood
So dry your eyes, we'll make it out of this flood
Wade through the waters you've made with your tears
Lead me to the bridge and we'll break those gears
Follow my light and we'll cross this gap
Take it for yourself and find your own gold path
I am your shining star
I am your forgotten scar
Wherever you go, don't forget who you are
And when you know who you are
You better remember your scars
-I'm a frequent wearer of social masks, and sometimes forget who I am in a sense. Regardless of this fact, I know what my purpose is, and the path that I'm on is a constant fight forward, but it's a path forward.-
Let me start with some back story... As I've stated, I've recently become foreman at the electrical construction company I currently work for. In turn, I have to speak with the General Foreman (GF) much more often. Before the foreman that I replaced left for vacation, we had a quick discussion about religion and love. By the end of this apparent battle of faiths he asked me if I believe in unconditional love. To which I paused for a moment and thought. Not upon whether or not I believed in unconditional love, I knew the answer to that immediately, but upon whether or not to tell the truth. After a slight hesitation I decided "Fuck it. I live in the bible belt and this bastard needs to know that other opinions are out there and that they're okay." And I revealed to him that I did not believe in unconditional love. These words seemed to have shaken him. Though, like the stern Christian belief he was undoubtedly force fed, he stood fast and hid his emotions for the time being.
Fast forward to last night, as my GF greets me and walks to the elevator to start our night at the tool setup, he looks distraught, almost fearful. He asks me if I was doing well and had enough rest throughout the day. He also slyly quips about love. As I hear this I am surprised, I quickly turn my head his direction and say, "Do what?" He tells me that Brandon had informed him of our short discussion.
"Oh well fuck that's goddamn fantastic isn't it? Now I gotta hear this shit from this short fuckin bastard?" I think to myself.
So he goes on to tell me about how he is an ordained minister and about much love should mean to us and if I've ever seen unconditional love. I reveal very little about my feelings and simply tell him no. We discuss a little bit of our childhood and I tell him about my father's death.
See, I may be strange but I can talk about that event without a hitch (most of the time) but don't fucking try to pry into me like that. I'll reveal what I want to reveal when I want to and I expect everyone to feel that way. You don't just try to pry into people emotions and thoughts about some deep shit like that, not at the workplace and certainly not from the boss.
Do you feel that way too? Or is it easier for some of you to talk about your emotions?