Sometimes, speaking up doesn’t have to be an ordeal. In fact, the more I fight through my own brain and finally speak up to clear the air, the more I realize that the fight can be somewhat reduced by preventative speaking.
Instead of finally raging about something that makes me crazy, I can just ask the crazy-maker to maybe stop doing the crazy-making thing right away. Hearing “why didn’t you just say something?” often is an indicator that speaking up could make life a bit less stressful.
It’s not easy though. And sometimes you do just have to tolerate people being who they are. I don’t have a magic formula for deciding when that is.
Take FB for example. Ah, FB. That place where you find out all the crazy-making ways of your family and friends that you really, really don’t want to know. Things that you used to be able to remain blissfully unaware of, because you didn’t spend THAT much time with them, and when you did, everyone was on their best (or at least family holiday) behavior.
Things have changed, and I guess I must be getting old. I don’t really like what FB has become. I don’t WANT to know this much about the inner fear and loathing of the people in my life. Though it’s true that many people do pass on encouraging or positive things, but so many more people pass on things that trigger fear. People don’t like being alone in their fear so what do they do? THEY EFFING SPREAD IT. Great! Thanks!
Anyway, I’m going to take the coward’s way out here and ask, indirectly, all the people in my life to PLEASE think about the memes and articles you post, before you post them. When you use politically charged labels to talk about the “THEM” who are destroying your country, or you take pride in declaring “THEY” are idiots — please realize that the odds are good that several people in your life actually identify as the “THEM” you are hating on.
And if you use any stereotyping label, and have that “I have a bad taste in my mouth” face when you say it, then you are probably about to hurt someone you love.
Please, for the sake of the children, stop it.