Dive

It’s not that I won’t have that dreaded conversation…

I have it over
      and over again
                in my head.

I start
  listen
  respond
      and anticipate the expected response.
Then I start over
          say what I need to say
          anticipate an alternate response,
                   and change the wording
                                      or tone
                                      or adjust the content.
Repeat.
Repeat again.

Eventually I (usually) dive in for real
              and say it
                     even if it isn’t worded
                                      or refined well.

Usually by then,
           it is time
           (or past time)
                        to say it.

I get to the point
        where I have to just throw it out there
                    and hope.
                          Hope that I say it okay-ish.
                          Hope the friendship is strong enough
                                        to survive the conversation.
                          Hope I don’t come across as a moron.

I just want to say it right
               the first time.

I’ve had enough of these conversations
                          explode in my face
              that it makes me hesitant to have them
                          without thinking them through – enough.

And I know,
       I know,
       I tend to overthink things.

But I don’t want to screw things up even worse.
And whatever reaction I get,
      I want to be able to receive it well.