I’m tired of being broke! There I said it! At times I know exacyly how the rasta man who the johncrow ‘offloaded’ on at the stadium felt and why he exclaimed ‘why me’ but then my friend Kerry said I should rebuke that self pitying spirit and channel only positivity so that poverty becomes a thing of the past. As the popular song goes’ If me nuh rich me this year, next year nah pass!’
Have you were had that ‘friend’ who only calls you when they want something? You see your phone ringing and when the name pops up, you cringe or grit your teeth as you feel you have to be polite when what you really want to say is ‘what you begging now?’
Listen I am neither stupid or self centred enough to believe this is purely a female problem but as one I have to firstly speak from my own point of view. In my mind there are few things as emotionally devastating as loving someone who doesn’t love you back.
I have a bad temper, I know this. However acknowledging it alone doesn’t really help as it doesn’t address the issue and doesn’t prevent my many volcanic type argument with people who piss me off and it certainly doesn’t help when I stick my foot in my mouth and have to apologise after. Eating crow really does not taste very good. I wonder at times if I should just walk with small packets of salt and pepper to favour it.