so said the man that cornered me as I walked the city streets. there are things in our lives that trigger a specific intense feeling. A feeling so strong its hard to articulate. Even if you had the right word to name it like fear, scared, worried it would not quite. I felt this way when this man approached me as I walked the city streets of Los Angeles. I was on my way to Santee High school a few Thursday's ago. This man said he had seen me at the courthouse. uh, negative. I was like homie I live at the courthouse but I sure as hell wasnt' there today. Get away from me, I thought in my head. I didn't know how to respond, though all I know was I felt that feeling and I did not know what to say. If I yelled would I be over-reacting? He was getting too close, I started walking faster, and I was short with him, He answered stupid questions Where do you live? What do you do? Fool I dont' know get away from me, is all I could think. But again, that feeling was ready to jump out of my bones. But I fought with it, I wanted to contain it. I didn't even think of Jesus, I just kept walking fast. The man didnt' get the point. Finally, I said please get away from you you're getting too close. I forget what he said, but as we scurried off he told me "come talk to me when you have your emotions in check" as I walked a felt that I could breathe finally. As my heart beat normalized I couldnt' help but feel confused. What just happened? At any moment and God forbid, this man could have pulled out a weapon or worse and what would I do? That is the most helpless I have felt in a while. I literally would have no choice but to fight or not. I'm glad I have wits about me, and I still can't believe those words still remain in my memory, he took rejection the wrong way?
Thursday, April 15, 2010
come talk to me when you have your emotions in check
so said the man that cornered me as I walked the city streets. there are things in our lives that trigger a specific intense feeling. A feeling so strong its hard to articulate. Even if you had the right word to name it like fear, scared, worried it would not quite. I felt this way when this man approached me as I walked the city streets of Los Angeles. I was on my way to Santee High school a few Thursday's ago. This man said he had seen me at the courthouse. uh, negative. I was like homie I live at the courthouse but I sure as hell wasnt' there today. Get away from me, I thought in my head. I didn't know how to respond, though all I know was I felt that feeling and I did not know what to say. If I yelled would I be over-reacting? He was getting too close, I started walking faster, and I was short with him, He answered stupid questions Where do you live? What do you do? Fool I dont' know get away from me, is all I could think. But again, that feeling was ready to jump out of my bones. But I fought with it, I wanted to contain it. I didn't even think of Jesus, I just kept walking fast. The man didnt' get the point. Finally, I said please get away from you you're getting too close. I forget what he said, but as we scurried off he told me "come talk to me when you have your emotions in check" as I walked a felt that I could breathe finally. As my heart beat normalized I couldnt' help but feel confused. What just happened? At any moment and God forbid, this man could have pulled out a weapon or worse and what would I do? That is the most helpless I have felt in a while. I literally would have no choice but to fight or not. I'm glad I have wits about me, and I still can't believe those words still remain in my memory, he took rejection the wrong way?
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