Boy, do I have some Tales to Tell...
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
 
I hate when people say stupid things like, "Well, she's a girl that's why she's so emotional." As if males are not meant to be emotional.

Or when people make statements like, "It's just who they are." As if that makes it better.

And it's even worse when someone says, "It's not like doing anything will change it." As if any action is futile or useless.

Sometimes, I wish we would all just realize that our actions do say a lot. A whole lot. We have become a society of cowards. Seldom do you find individuals willing to point out the wrong. We live in such a world of fear. Not fear that we will be physically harmed. Fear that we will be singled out. We talk a lot about being individuals. And protecting our individuality. But we seldom say or do anything to prove that. We have become "Yes"-town.

I am often accused of being too vocal. That my actions will cause me to be alienated. I hate it. I was not raised to be different. I just found my voice. It's not often appreciated. Or liked. Or welcomed. Even by those close to me. It frustrates me. I don't just point out issues. I would like to help solve them. But I am more shushed than asked, "So, what do you suggest we do?"

I think we have to just say how we feel. Let it out. It does change something. At the very least, it changes oneself. Somewhere in my past, I told myself to be brave and just say how I feel. No matter what. I wish more people did that. Maybe then, it would all be so taboo. Just the norm.

Maybe what we really need to do is listen. Listen to the faults that people point out. And ask, "What should we do?" Or "How can we make it better?" Or "How can I change for the better?" I hope someday, after I have said my peace, those questions will be asked. Rather than dismissed. Later.
 
Comments:
Some truths to ponder in your wise words. I agree, many people trot out inane, pointless homolies. We would all do better with a little more plain speaking. We are often fearful of offending. The unfortunate side of failing to be honest leaves most of us in a ridiculously unclear world of deciept.
 
I have never been to New Zealand.I have hear many good things about the place, I reside in England.
It sometimes feels like it's the arse end of the world .
I have known a few folk that have made the move permenant to New Zealand.
Sometimes it's worked out well, others not so good. It's an ever changing world. We could all do with spending at least some time elsewhere.
 
the expression that I HATE is "It is what it is." I think it is such a cop out and an excuse for people not to use their brain and tell me what "it is."
 
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