I tend to have an argumentative spirit. If someone says something annoying I get annoying too.
I argue so much I’ll argue with my thoughts or feelings because I don’t trust if they are real.
I argue with people because they don’t feel how I feel.
Some names from my past came to my mind yesterday. My uncle LeRoy came to mind. I remember yelling “uncle peanut uncle peanut I learned karate today” I kicked him in the balls and ran away. He laughed and let me get away. He died when I was around 14. Shot by two teenagers over an argument in Kansas City.
My homegirl Chucky. Me and her we danced on the Omaha project streets. And that’s where she died over a parking spot arguing until her defeat. She was 14.
My homie Mike was a Lomas. He was the coolest comedian I knew. He got shot at the mall and that night was our last goodbye talking on the phone, 3 way with Nani right before he died. He wasn’t much older than 16. And his light just went out.
I got reminded of these people to get control. Don’t just let go. Peace is right there for the soul. A peaceful way can be had. If I stop letting myself get so ridiculously mad.
Praying for inner peace🙏