I don't know if you can identify with what I'm about to say, but here goes...
Oftentimes growing up and even sometimes now, I experience people speaking over me. I can be in mid-conversation and I guess the person to whom I'm speaking, feels their conversation is more important.
I used to try and speak over them, but I'd always end up just clamming up and screaming all I had to say, silently, in my head. Now, I figure if they feel the need to talk over me, then they don't deserve my conversation at all.
It really used make me feel like a nobody. Like what I had to say had no merit, so if I wanted to be heard, I either had to make it funny or extra loud. That's why I find it so funny that people tell me all the time, that they enjoy my blog and that I'm so inspiring to them.
So if we're ever talking and I seem to be getting louder, shut up, because I've got something to say!
LOL! For real, just listen.
I wrote a poem about it. Wanna read it? Here it go! (Only fans of In Living Color will get that)
My voice is weak
Can't you hear me speak?
Do my words come out as a whisper?
Anything but a "come hither" seems to be ignored.
Are you bored?
Is my conversation not good enough?
Are my words not the stuff your time is worth of?
Sometimes I feel I have nothing to say.
Well, nothing of value, that's how you portray.
Sometimes I ramble. Sometimes I complain.
My words don't come down as falling rain.
I mostly keep my words to myself
but sometimes the words I speak are a wealth
Intelligent even. Wise.
Even if not in your eyes.