Have you ever found yourself at loss for words to describe whatever it is you feel at one time or the other, yet you use words to describe your feelings anyway because not to say anything is worse than filling out the meaning with inappropriate words?
Sometimes I envy those who can describe how they feel precisely as they feel it. Sad when they are sad. Happy when they are happy. Bothered when they are bothered, confused when they are confused. Angry for angry. Miffed for miffed.
I keep on forgetting that saying nothing because you do not feel anything, or not saying anything because the right words elude you at the moment, is OK. That it does not mean you don't want to talk about it. That saying "I don't know" does not make you incapable of communicating what you feel. That saying "maybe" doesn't make you indecisive.
That sometimes, no matter how remote the possibility is, being silent need not be a bad thing. Only because you have nothing to say. Only because you have no opinion. That doesn't make you any less than you already are.
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