Let’s talk about the talk for a second here, folks. Words. Talk. Conversation. I put a tons of stock in those 3 little things. Alarmingly, the current world doesn’t. And honestly, I’m way too tired of it. Are you tired?

And you should be too.

You should be tired of every single person that’s not able to talk or text or communicate properly, of every guy (or a girl) who’s a just constantly mute and can not respond to a text, a question, a call;  tired of everyone without the common curtesy to grant you the proper human exchange, everyone that sees a challenging conversation as a confrontation, and sees only mundane six word sentences as conversation, of everyone that tunes out when you have something emotional to say, of everyone that sees any type of talk as too demanding. You should be tired of all of those people.

In recent months I dealt with people who create chaos on purpose but when called out on it – respond with: “You talk too much, shorten it a bit”, people who can not respond to a text properly because its too long (long because you’re responding to their transgression), who can not have a conversation because its too challenging (challenge they created), people who walk through life saying simple sentences and expecting same in return, people who dumbed down everything life’s worth living for. And that is hearing the right words from someone, hearing a feedback when you’re struggling and, finally, someone LISTENING to you when you’re about to break.

Everyone who puts restrictions on words flowing freely in which ever amount or intensity they need to flow to reach their destination – can cancel themselves.

I dealt with people who are late for meetings, dinners, appointments or just meet-ups, canceling last minute but have some unbelievable nerve to get upset for you bringing it to their attention. “You are just too much, too intense (I absolutely hate this word), I need to take a break from this friendship”. No responses. And maybe a week later: “Sorry but you’re too intense for me and I got to work on ME “ – a slogan every loser on this planet uses to justify his/her incompetence and human decency.

I dealt with a relationship this summer with someone so painfully unable to have a flow of communication, when I would try to point it out in the most precise way possible, I would’ve been meet with a – “Please don’t write me books”!

Our predecessors courted each other with poetry, prose, meaningful conversations that change lives and rewrite history; what the hell happened to us? What happened that we are so dumbed down to only have capacity for mundane chit-chats that don’t mean absolutely anything?

Instead of living off of words someone picks for you, we can’t hear, we can’t listen, we can’t have capacity for one thing that makes life worth living.

All those that can’t read your text, can’t tell you how they feel, can’t react when you contact them, blame you for talking too much when you want to express want, need, sorrow; all those that put restrictions on your words, how, where and how much – why are they in your life?

There is a quote from Californication that summarizes the whole point why we occupy this planet –

“She said one thing, I said another. Next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation.”

Not being able to communicate or thinking words are not that important – it’s a disease we diligently need to operate from our lives.

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Miranda Vidak

Storyteller. Creative. Founder / Designer of Moodytwin Inc. Disrupting the conversation about culture, society, tv, dating, self, one op-ed at a time.

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