A place to read and get a little insight on the insanity that is ME. It's not always what you want to hear but it is my point of view. If you don't like it you know where the exit button is located.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
The Cruelty Of Others
The cruelty of others never ceases to amaze me. But I'd be a liar if I said that the audacity of the informed doesn't appall me. There is a reason I keep certain people abreast of happenings in our lives - mainly so they can't unknowingly be a putz. However, seeing as they are informed if/when they are a putz I can rightfully call them an ass. It doesn't mean I do or will, but the option is there.
People don't realize how often I really do hold my tongue and just let things go. But there are times that either I get pushed too far or the more I think about it the more the situation will bother me to a point I can't just let it slide. Yet, even those who claim to know me so well are often the ones most stunned when I call them out.
A while back I had a person allude to the possible reason we haven't had children yet:
I posted -
"Why are the women who make the worst mothers always the ones that are the most fertile"
To receive a response that basically said, "They're also usually the ones staying home and not working."
So apparently we haven't had children yet b/c I work too much. I guess I'm not home enough to take care of my husband so God wouldn't dare give me a child on top of it. Yet this same person ridicules another for accepting government assistance so she can stay home with their child. Psh.
[Obviously we are still trying. We figure we'll give it a few more months and see how it goes. If there's no success by the end of wrestling season then we'll make time to go to the doctor. There are a few things we want to take care of first anyway. If at that point we're still not pregnant we'll start testing me I guess.]
I realize that the last 4 years I have changed a great deal. I have gained an abundance of patience, comparatively, and tend to handle things pretty well. There are other things however that I realize I have lost sympathy and patience for. I have little patience for true stupidity, even less for ignorance, and absolutely none for people who are inconsiderate and asinine Add injury to insult when those people are actually family.
However the asshattery is not limited to family. There are those at work and in the community that I have called out of late for referring to or talking to people as if they are lesser just because they happen to have what one would consider an impairment. Just because someone is blind or deaf doesn't mean they are an idiot. Likewise, just because I'm their guide or interpreter doesn't mean I'm their messenger. You did something you want to apologize for - YOU go tell them you're sorry. I'll be happy to guide you to them or interpret the conversation. But I am not a relay service.
The problem is that these idiots, bullies, and ignorant people are not children as one would suspect - but generally educated adults that should know better. I've often found myself in the role of advocate growing up. Little did I know that it would become such a huge part of my life. Now it seems I am constantly advocating for my students, my husband, my friends, and myself. I'm fortunate enough to know I'm not fighting alone and I have a great support system within both friends and family. I think the hardest part, for both R. and me, has been the weeding out process and realizing that we do have family that we've learned not to trust, rely, or invest in.
Now there are those who will read this and understand exactly what I mean, those who will sympathize and support, those who fail to see it for what it really is, those who will wonder who I'm talking about, those who will think its them, and those who know its them. But, no matter which of these you are, know that there is a reason I keep things vague and I don't use names. If for some reason my post strikes a cord with you - check yourself because I'm sure there's a reason for it. I write about the things that bother me so I can begin to let them go and forgive. But don't be fool enough to mistake my forgiveness for gained trust and weakness. Trust is something that when lost is harder than riches to attain.
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