Call a spade is a spade.
I absorb and learn from criticism.
I pick my ass up after a failure.
If I ask a question, I expect an answer.
I’m not asking just to make noise.
I’m waiting for the answer.
Even if that answer is negative.
Even if you think I won’t like the answer.
And if I asked two questions, I am looking for the answer to both questions.
I am sorry if you have trouble offering a negative answer.
Or any answer at all.
Not my problem.
But it is my problem when I am trying to schedule my life and I asked the question for a reason.
The avoidance becomes disrespectful and rude.
My ire doesn’t matter – because I’m still waiting for your answer.
I’m not playing a game, its my Life.
I toss and turn
all the questions I ask
all the answers I anticipate
all the time I give
not a question in return
when you have built on giving, when does it become your turn to receive?
I will and I can (said very quietly)