Humans are hypocrites. This is something that I have learned to accept in my 18 years on this planet. However, I try every day to not be a hypocrite. For some reason I think to myself “Yeah…Yeah I am above all other humans I bet so I’m sure that I will never be a hypocrite.”
But I was wrong. I was so wrong.
Every time I hear a cracked bone I wince, shake, flinch, and maybe even cry a little. I react so poorly to hearing knuckles, necks, backs, or whatever body part being cracked that whenever someone sees my reaction they either just laugh or apologize.
I’M ALREADY crYING
Someone about the sound just makes me gag. It just doesn’t seem natural to me and for the longest time I never understood why people cracked their bones.
That is, until I cracked my knuckles for the first time.
The first time I cracked my knuckles intentionally was during my German class in my sophomore year of high school:
Scene: Poof is sitting in the center of the room next to her desk partner, bored and slightly irritated for no reason.
Desk partner: *crack*
Poof: “oh no…”
Desk partner: *CRACK*
Poof: *shakes and winces*
Desk partner: *CRAAAAAAAAAAAACK*
Poof: “UMM CAN YOU NOT?”
Desk partner: “what?”
Poof: “THAT SOUNDS DISGUSTING. WHY DO YOU EVEN DO THAT TO YOURSELF?”
Desk partner: “wait have you never cracked your knuckles before…?”
Poof: “NO IT’S DISGUSTING ARE YOU NOT HEARING ME”
Desk partner: “the entire room can hear you, but seriously just try it…it’s great you’ll love it”
Looking back now I realize that in highschool I was only peer pressured to do one thing: crack my knuckles. And to this day I regret that decision.
BECAUSE IT FEELS SO GOOD.
BUT IT SOUNDS SO BAD.
It is one of the best and worst experiences that I now subconsciously deal with on a daily basis. Every time I crack my knuckles I feel powerful and free as a smile enlightens my face. But in that same moment my ears cringe, and my body shakes as I realize that now I am the cause for the repulsive noise.
My life is really difficult.
#poofproblems
-Poof
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