What's up with that? Do you really WANT me to never speak to you again? Because that's where this is headed if you're going to roll out the big guns & try to cut me so deep that I can't breathe.
Don't people know the power of their words?
I know that I can tend to be fairly sharp tongued in some situations, but I'm not sure that I ever cut so deep that my words will continue to echo in the minds of the person I care about. If I'm really mad, I'll say what I have to say. It won't be candy coated - but it also won't me meant to leave you feeling like you've been hit by a Mack truck either! Sheesh!
This is something I don't understand. As I said, YES - I know that I can be petty sharp tongued now and again, but if I care about someone - I care about their feelings too. I'm not going to say something to try to make them feel like total crap about themselves with something that has absolutely nothing to do with the issue at hand.
It's like little kids....
Kid #1: "Hey, you knocked my ice cream out of my hands. Watch where you're going..."
Kid #2: "Yeah, well you're ugly and your mom hates you."
Yeah, it's like that.
And again... Why?
Listen, I don't like to be wrong either. I'd actually rather poke my eyes out with a stick (OK, not really) than say that I'm Wr... Wr.... never mind.
Sometimes it's just about being accountable. Maybe you don't feel like you're wrong. Maybe you feel like you've done XYZ for a perfectly justifiable reason. What - friggin - ever.
Admission.... I have a naughty little pleasure...
The Housewives shows. Yes, it's true. I LOVE THOSE FRIGGIN' SHOWS! All of them. Why? I don't know.
Last night I watched The Housewives of Beverly Hills, and this one woman totally shred another woman AT A DINNER PARTY. Yes, I know it's "reality TV" so I don't take any of it as actual reality - but it obviously got me thinking enough to write this post.
Maybe those women aren't all besties in real life. Maybe they're not friends at all in real life, but ya know what? IT HAPPENS... In real life, all the time! Yes, I've been shredded in the past. Didn't like it much either. Especially since I didn't understand where all the animosity came from. Yes, I will let you know exactly what's bothering me. Yes, I will absolutely dump 4 years worth of crap into your lap (because that's about how long it takes for me to have enough) but I would never, ever tell you that your momma wears combat boots & your daddy don't love you. I wouldn't say the meanest possible things I could say just because I didn't like what I was hearing. I wouldn't shred you. Truth, if you were as bad as the mean things said - we wouldn't be friends to begin with.
What does that even do, other than destroy another person's comfort zone toward you? Did you get that? Not toward themselves, toward YOU. Forgiven or not. Good or not - the invisible wall will ALWAYS be there. The words will ALWAYS echo through the corridors of their minds and they will NEVER fully trust you again.
So now I ask you...is it worth it?
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