As our First Lady, Michelle Obama must be poised at all-times regardless of her inner thoughts and urges. She might not always agree with her husband but they must present a united front. For example when she meets Vladimir Putin she may want to punch him in the face but she knows she has to be the picture of politeness and not let her emotions get the better of her. I coined the term Michelle Obama Moments for these types of situations. When I first started dating Russ I realized that I now had someone else’s feeling to consider. When I was single I had the luxury of being able to speak my mind whenever I wanted because no one had to deal with the consequences except me. I started using the term to refer to those moments when I chose to smile politely instead of calling out someone’s bullshit behavior because it wasn’t appropriate for the situation. In a relationship we both have to be considerate of the other person’s feelings and I know that my straight forward honesty isn’t always welcomed by everyone. I might not like everyone Russ does (and vise versa) but that doesn’t mean I should be rude to them. Instead I just repeat the phrase to myself over and over again like a mantra. Kind of like Jinx Monsoon’s, “Water off a ducks back.” Michelle Obama moments were officially born. I’ve never had a problem with those initial M.O. moments because they benefited my relationship and that always makes me feel good. In fact I often pat myself on the back when considering my self-control at the end of such a night.
As I get older Michelle Obama Moments are becoming increasingly more common in situations that have nothing to do with my relationship. I know there are always going to be situations where I must keep my mouth shut and some of those situations are unavoidable. When the management team at my job recently changed to all new inexperienced bosses my fake smiles got me through many long meetings. Everyone has to deal with that kind of work bullshit but now the phenomenon has started to bleed into the rest of my personal life. It’s almost as if I flicked on the switch of politeness and I can’t turn it off. I find myself biting my tongue more and more just to avoid self-imposed awkwardness. I hold back because I genuinely don’t want to be too harsh and everyone isn’t always fond of my sometimes brutal honesty. But where should I draw the line because it’s becoming clear that honesty isn’t always the best policy? I don’t want to be rude but I also don’t want to get to the point where politeness turns into dishonesty and by keeping quiet causes me to deny my genuine feelings. I guess I’m having trouble finding the balance between politeness and honesty. Is this what it’s like being a politician? Russ even think’s I don’t need to be stay silent all the time. He told me just to open my mouth and let the chips fall where they may. But as I said before it’s a hard switch to turn off.
I also bring all this up because I’ve noticed a direct correlation between honesty and my mood or rather my M.O.Moments and my bad moods. The more I hold things in the grumpier I become. For example, I keep my heads phones on at work a lot to avoid having to deal with the people around me. Keeping my mouth shut feels like a very awkward state to me and therefore my angst grows like a balloon. I need to learn how to let air out of the balloon slowly so it doesn’t explode in someone’s face. Again it’s all about the tricky art of balance. To older readers this may sound like millenial whining but I really hate how political life is getting. Maybe honesty is a benefit of youth and silence is a skill of adulthood. Or maybe I just need to learn how to fake it better. Either way I’d make a shitty politician.