I’m not quite sure why my personality upsets people. If I say too much that’s an issue. If I do not say enough that is a problem. My words are condescending. I just don’t know how to talk to people, or the classic, “Myesha, you know how you are.”

Noted.

“You know you aren’t how people described you — everyone told me not to bother getting to know you because you’re a bitch,” said the new kid to me in high school after he was there for two weeks.

I will not tell you that I am the nicest person. I will not tell you that I am not. I will not pretend that I do not know what I want by now. I tolerate much less in my life. I say less because I am not interested in needlessly filling the air with words. My goal is to think before I speak, and digest everything around me. I want to be mindful in my actions. I say this quite a bit.

Solitude is important to me. This is why I do not speak. This is why I venture off. Funny how we had to come to the most populated place on Earth to find a moment to myself.

We make assumptions about what others are doing or thinking — we take it personally — then we blame them and react by sending emotional poison with our word. That is why whenever we make assumptions, we're asking for problems. We make an assumption, we misunderstand, we take it personally, and we end up creating a whole big drama for nothing.