Touched.
That's what they used to call it back in the day.
If you were "touched," then it just meant that people had to excuse you, give you more of a cushion socially speaking. Oh, we've all got a relative, or somebody we grew up with like that. Now, of course, there's a gazillion technical terms - compulsive, obsessive, manic-filled superfragiliciousness. And stuff.
Chris Rock said it best, "Whatever happened to crazy?"
We're all a little crazy, you know?
We've seen the recent headlines lately with people getting killed by family members and co-workers and what not. And we wonder, "Wow, how could they do that?"
None of us is that far, ya know. Real talk. We pray that we never snap, but that's what snapping is.
Next time you see or read about somebody that has lost it, just remember what it takes for you not to.
2 comments:
speak for yourself lol
April 3, 2009 at 11:08 AMhave a great weekend
You know what PopWife, you aint neva lied!!! LOL!!
April 3, 2009 at 11:10 AMSeriously, this is so true, my friend. If only certain people knew how many prayers and self-talks it took to keep me from running them over with my car. Im thankful for my "sanity" and a conscious. Forreal.
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