There’s just something about this trait |LOH #233

You know how they say like poles repel and opposites attract? I think I have a natural thing for people who are calm. For me, I believe calm people have superpowers. I don’t know how these people are able to remain calm when they are happy, sad, angry, and all the other emotions.

Have you seen me? When I’m angry? I’m all over the place; when I’m happy, I’m super hyper and always on cloud 9. When I’m sad, I walk like a zombie. Okay, maybe that was just an exaggeration, but you still get me. Even when I don’t want to express how I feel, my face does it for me.

There are times I just want to act all cool and chill about situations, and my face does the opposite. This just reminded me of a particular day my mom asked what was wrong with me after coming home, and I told her “nothing,” and then she looked at my face and went like, “Well, your face says you want to kick someone away.”

And just like that, my whole act dropped. I started being all over the place, narrating what had happened and how I wanted to hit whoever offended me with a ladle. Oh! ladle, because this conversation happened in the kitchen.

So if there’s any trait I want so bad and wish I could have, it would be calmness. I love calm environments and calm people. It’s even more adorable when someone is able to remain calm in frustrating situations. I believe that reacting to situations in an extreme way eventually ends up escalating them, but when one is calm, there’s this sense of clarity that helps to see what went wrong and fix it.

I have tried several times to be calm. I think in 2022, it was even my New Year's resolution. I told my friends to monitor me and then alert me anytime they saw me going overboard. At a point, it felt like my emotions were eating me up because instead of expressing them exactly how I wanted, I was just always neglecting certain parts of them in the name of being calm.

During the second month of that year, my friends told me not to worry myself over inculcating that trait into my life because it wasn’t who I was. And they really missed me, that happy-go-lucky-girl who likes being extreme with however she felt.

Well, it’s not a bad thing that I’m not a calm person. And the fact that I’m not calm doesn’t mean I’m chaotic. Not at all. I was just brought up to express how I feel however I want, and for me, it just happens that I choose to always exaggerate things. Now that I’m talking about this, I’m not even surprised that hyperbole is my favorite literary device.