If we were having tea right now, I’d apologize for unloading all my emotional baggage on you before I even start. That’s the kind of person I am, sometimes I feel over apologetic, even when asking for help. I’m also overly thankful when someone holds the door open for me or does even something that’s considered polite in the lightest sense. I always feel like someone is doing me a favor.
If we were having tea right now, I would tell you with a smile that I was accepted to the school of my dreams, right on the beach, chosen to pursue a Master’s degree in Counseling. I would ask you your advice on what to do, what to pack and go on about how I’m going to pay for housing. I would also say how beautiful it is where the campus is and how I’ve had so many signs that I should go to that campus but reality and doubt blocks me. I would ask you what I should do.
If we were having tea right now, I would tell you I’m frustrated with the lack of acknowledgement from my family. I would want you to see my side on how I deserve just a small pat on the back for being accepted into graduate school and not the dismissal I receive from my own kin. I would tell you how I’ve always felt like the black sheep and then apologize for getting teary eyed because even though I shouldn’t care what other’s think, even though I don’t need anyone else’s reassurances other than my own, being ostracized by my family still hurts.
If we were having tea right now, I would tell you how excited I am to start a new chapter in my life. Even if it means being on my own, I would be sure I’m ready for a change.
If we were having tea right now, we would talk about our hopes and dreams for the upcoming year.
If we were having tea right now, we would grieve over the Paris attacks and the innocent souls that had left this earth too soon.
If we were having tea right now, I would thank you for listening to me vent.
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Day 11 of Writing 101…how therapeutic. I had so many emotions I wanted to let out and this assignment was just the perfect vessel to do that. This was an update as well as a therapy for me, writing down my thoughts really does help. As I did so my fingers were typing so fast and hard, taking my anger out on the poor keyboard (sorry laptop).