Relax

In the last day or so I spazzed out just a little bit; spazzed out, in this case, means let my emotions command my actions against my will. It's not something that tends to happen a great deal but every now and then it does. I'm human after all and so am subject to the same human frailties that most people are susceptible to. Try as I might, as in control of myself as I think I am, sometimes a set of circumstances just tips me over the edge of control into the ravine of spazziness and the way down is a slippery slope.

I sent a text message. It was dumb.

The message came from the part of my emotions that, whilst felt, was held in check by my usually stoic demeanor. It was acknowledged, valid and relevant but probably should have remained securely stowed in that area within my noggin reserved for such things. But spazziness happened and it did not remain contained; flawed human being that I am and all. The message was sent, just a small collection of words, and that was that. Irretrievable.

The message wasn't rude, argumentative, inflammatory, abusive or destructive; it was polite, kindly-worded and respectful, but it indicated how I was feeling and that feeling was a little breathless, lost and confused and it slipped over the brim on this occasion.

The response? Well, it was a simple response: Relax.

Ok I'll be honest, the response came in reply to a second message I'd sent a little later which asked forgiveness for my moment and for possibly placing pressure upon the person which wasn't my intention, and acknowledging I'm a fool. Relax. And I did.

That simple word, coming from that person, did all it needed to do. It stepped me away from the edge of that ravine and brought a sense of calm back to me, sense and the ability to take those emotions, the spazzy ones, and replace them back into the noggin-area in which they normally safely reside. I thanked the person for their response, understanding and kindness in respect of my spazz out and that was that.

It's 01:15 [1:15am] and I should be sleeping but I'm not. I guess this has been playing on my mind and whilst the word relax, had the desired effect...Hmm, sometimes that noggin-area isn't as secure as I'd like it to be and thoughts leak out into my knucklehead making sleep difficult to find. I figured writing something might help.

So that's about it, just a spazz-out confession for y'all. I wonder if this stuff happens to other people or am I just a weirdo? Have y'all had an emotional moment or response and sent a text you probably shouldn't have? Let me know below.