I knew I was emotionally intelligent 😂

Sometimes you don’t need a personality test or a quiz to tell you who you are—you just know. I had one of those moments recently, and it made me laugh so hard because I realized, “Yep, I’m emotionally intelligent, no doubt about it.”

It all started with a small argument between two of my friends. Nothing major, just one of those silly misunderstandings that somehow escalated into crossed arms, rolled eyes, and awkward silence. Instead of getting sucked into the tension, I quietly watched and listened. I could feel both of their frustrations bubbling, but I also sensed that neither of them really wanted to fight. They just needed someone to bridge the gap.

So, I stepped in—not by lecturing, not by telling anyone they were wrong, but by cracking a little joke that eased the tension. Within seconds, their frowns softened. Then, I reflected back what each one was feeling in simple words: “You felt ignored,” and “You felt misunderstood.” You should’ve seen their faces—it was like someone had finally turned on the light in a dark room. Suddenly, they weren’t enemies anymore; they were just two people realizing they cared about the same thing.

That’s when it hit me—I wasn’t just lucky, I was emotionally tuned in. I knew how to read the room, how to sense the undercurrent of emotions, and how to gently nudge things back toward peace. And honestly, it felt pretty amazing.

Of course, being emotionally intelligent doesn’t mean I’m perfect. I still get grumpy, still mess up, and still have moments where I wish I’d said things differently. But the fact that I can pause, reflect, and choose empathy over ego? That’s the win.

So yes, I laughed when I caught myself thinking it, but I also owned it: I knew I was emotionally intelligent. 😂