Control your poison

- The unrevised collection

Heard that expression today, in some lyric by Lady Gaga. It made so much sense to me, that one particular person immediately prompt into my mind, I should say this to you, but you wouldn’t listen, just stay mad at me.

Some people just have that nasty habit of interpreting everything we say like a great thing or an attack. Some people need love every day at work. Yes, love. If I don’t reach my words out to the point of almost cuddling and bending, their immediate reaction is to ask me if everything’s okay or worst, say that I’m difficult.

Have you looked in the mirror lately?

I look in the mirror everyday. I measure every word, control every breath, used to time every task. Only because of these kind of people who need to control you in order to understand you.

Until, eventually, like a teenager in puberty, all the time you spend looking in the mirror is to try to figure out ways to rebel. But not so much that makes you be kicked out of daddy’s home to live out on the streets in the cold, or lose the weekly allowance, or lose all your TV and Internet privileges.

And that’s when other people’s poison becomes your poison. You can feel it sliding down from the centre of your brain, as you plot about all the ways you can still say ‘no’ politely, and how it stings when it reaches the tip of your tongue.

Control your poison. Flip the image you have of that person around, and see it as if they were better people. It doesn’t matter if it’s true, at the end of the day you both go home and sleep takes over to wash the poison away again. It only matters that there’s no trace of it in the morning and that other’s poison doesn’t become yours.

Have you looked in the mirror lately?

-  Don’t.

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