Opinionated

I grew up as a meek, introverted individual. The bullying I went through in school has made me keep to myself. There is always that thought in my head that nobody can understand my point of view, my ideas, and opinions. I’ve come to accept that I’m not as opinionated as most people are. Maybe I’m a come-what-may cross-the-bridge-when-we-get-there kind of person.

But over the years, experiences, relationships and people I’ve met since, I’ve come to realize that my way of not speaking up when people talk about something has gradually degraded my ability to communicate my thoughts well. I recognized this, and tried to be more sociable. But whenever I want to say something, my ideas and intentions get misinterpreted. My resting bitch face not much of a help either.

I’m a bad communicator. Or maybe I didn’t have the right audience.

I’m married now, and one of the reasons I like my husband is the way he makes it easy for me to share my thoughts. I always feel like I can share anything under the sun, without judgment, without fear of it getting out, and that he would ask questions when he doesn’t understand it at all. It doesn’t necessarily mean that he agrees to what my opinion is, but he’s such a good listener that you don’t need to filter out the ideas that are in disagreement to his.

Sometimes I think, do I reciprocate this feeling?