incommunicado?

One thing my sister taught me when we were younger is that I should tell people how I feel about them. So I just tell people the good stuff (for the most part) and I teach my kids that by example. Ok, I know it might seem ridiculous to walk up to someone and tell them they look beautiful in what they're wearing, but hey, think of how you would feel if some random stranger said that to you. Well, saying it feels just as good.

And maybe we should be able to just tell each other all of it...the good, the bad, the ugly. Fuck you if you don't like it that I think your shirt is ugly, or that you really need a haircut. Once you change your shirt and cut your hair, I'll tell you how great you look, you'll be walking around thinking you're hot shit, and all will be forgiven.

Have you ever had a "thing" with someone where they've made it clear that when you say certain things they want to run away, so you're really careful but then suddenly one day you realize you have a whole bunch of things to say and you can't because you know you'll push them away and you don't want to? I wish people would just let us say what we need to unload without getting all weirded out about it.

And then...out of the blue...that person says something so profound and heartfelt that wipes away all your questions and your doubts, and you forget everything...