He called me a loser -since the day I was born. He was uptight and angry -I never knew why. As a child I didn’t understand, not a clue. Him seething and nervous -me looking to run. I hadda learn early to walk on eggshells, and with finesse. I still do. Is it because it’s best to walk this way? Are people too quick to anger, naturally fused to ignite?
Or is it just me?
Why do I invoke such reaction? Make them want to lash out and cut? He called me a scalawag- his child. He was impatient and dismissive, I never knew why- but now I understand most of it. I hadda learn to walk with head held and be firstly, true to myself. With unselfish grace. I just know how. They call that a “coping mechanisim” right? Well no matter. Nowadays I don’t seem to inflame anyone much.
I upgraded the gene pool.