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Communication (in case you couldn't sound it out) as defined by the dictionary.com website:

1. the act or process of communicating; fact of being communicated. 

2. the imparting or interchange of thoughts, opinions, or information by speech, writing, or signs. 

3. something imparted, interchanged, or transmitted. 

4. a document or message imparting news, views, information, etc. 

5. passage, or an opportunity or means of passage, between places. 

I don't think I have issues communicating with others, but some might think I do.  I'm not someone who is going to call you, email you, text you or show up on your doorstep if I don't have anything exciting going on.  I certainly would not show up to your door unannounced, even with people who are considered family.  I hope they would be kind enough to give me notice as well, though they are the only ones allowed to show up unannounced.

I tend to get remarks like 'just thought I'd call to see if you were alive' and so forth.  Uhm, well, you are a friend on facebook, so I'm sure you'd know I was dead as my daughter would so kindly update my status as to "Died of {insert cause here}".  I'm also on Twitter, Myspace and Google+.  I have one main email address that everyone who needs to know should know by now. I have a cell phone that people who are important enough to me have the number to.  I am reachable by all of these things.  But no, I don't make much of an effort to keep in touch.  Why?

Well.  I'm not much of a people person. Yes, there are those people who I care about, but I have to deal with people all day long.  I hardly talk to them either and sometimes that upsets them as well.  I won't apologize for my behavior, it's who I am.  I don't want to know every nitty gritty detail into your life or about the skeletons in your closet.  Unless you wish to share them, or need someone to listen, or if you have a question you want my opinion on then your life is your life.  Sometimes I will ask questions and I'm always afraid that they may get upset with me.  I make it clear that people can ask me anything at all and I'll do the best I can to answer honestly.  The rule is don't ask me anything if you think that the answer is something that will offend you because I don't care.  You asked, you're getting the answer. What happens after that, the nightmares it causes, the views of your world that get skewed, that's all your problem.

The clincher to this whole thing is that you are not me and you like to communicate with me.  Just because I don't take that step to contact you first isn't a blatant disregard of your well-being. It simply means that I didn't contact you.  If you call I will pick up the phone. Text me? I'll reply or forward back whatever crazy thing you forwarded to me so you know I got 'the message'.  Emailing me isn't always the best way but it does come right away and I generally have access to it almost all the time (best to text me).  If on some chance that I don't reply right away? I'm probably enjoying a hot steamy shower in all it's good steaminess.

Seriously though. It's not that I don't care.  It's that I don't care for the drama.  Everyone has drama, even I have drama.  I don't care to spread my drama and I try really hard not to do so.  I try to stay positive and in today's world that's very hard to do.  I don't want to spread my negativity around.  Though I do vent now and again about people and events that don't make any sense or drive me to wonder how on earth we are ever going to make it through whatever, if anything, happens on December 21st.

Alright, so I may text now and then, but does it always have to be me that starts a conversation? Am I the one who always has to make that first phone call? It's rare that I don't answer the phone or reply to a text or email and I'm always the one who is accused of being non-communicative.  I'm here. I don't go anywhere or do anything. I know that each and every one of you have very busy lives with lots of things going on.  You're welcome to contact me when you need me, or when you think of me, or when you want to ask someone a question who will give you an honest answer.  I am who I am, not who everyone says or thinks I am.  I'm just me and I'll be over here just 'being' the way I like it.  


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