Something has happened to me over the past few years. I struggle with this daily. The urge to swear every time I open my mouth.
The struggle is real.
When I’m alone all bets are off. I walk around the house swearing in frustration and amusement. No emotion is missed.
Happy? Swear a little. Upset? Swear a little more. Amused? Swear ironically. Literally every occasion these days has a reason to drop an F Bomb or two.
I’ve found myself swearing in a business meeting recently and thought to myself, “What the hell am I doing swearing right now? Fuck it!”
The only time I find myself intentionally trying to watch my mouth at this point is when my parents are within earshot. Old habits die hard.
