Dancing tongue

I never heard my parents curse.
If they cursed, it wasn't around us.

According to some, this was unusual!

I'm not exactly sure when I started being exposed to cursing, but I do remember why would I want to do it!

As I grew older, profanity became common in most every day conversations and I had to adjust my feelings about people who didn't give it a second thought. Initially, my feelings of cursers were bad...They were all going to hell! Because cursing wasn't my normal thing, I was considered a goody two shoes. I just couldn't do it without feeling bad, guess I was too soft! Cursing is ugly to me and I seldom do it.
I guess I've toughened up a bit, because I don't finch when I hear it anymore!
What I've come to learn, is that the words themselves aren't always directed at me, or about me, but the ingredient in what is a spicy meal.