Silence

It was a Tuesday, the day I stopped talking. Okay, not literally stopped talking.  I speak if spoken to, obviously.  I'm a high school librarian which means, daily, I'm approached by people who need help with things like finding and checking out books, having questions answered, looking for guidance, etc.  I definitely talk to them, so when I write that I've stopped talking, that's not 100% accurate. What is accurate is this: No one listens to me when I start a conversation by talking.  No one checks in when words roll out of me like a need.  I'm seen as the answer department or the help, not a source worth tuning into, especially when the source is dumping sentences unsolicited. For example: This morning, as we drove to school together, Glen and I were musing about our upcoming day and I mentioned (see, that's TALKING.....no one's listening, though, so why???) that I was going to take my gym bag into work with me so I could be changed and ready