Writing a blog post when you are upset about something probably isn’t the best idea. So, then why am I sitting at my computer? Venting, perhaps. Just getting some energy out of my fingers, perhaps. I don’t really know, but I know that this huge ball of anxiety has to get out of my chest somehow.
Relationships are hard. All relationships. Because we are all human. Lately, I’ve been trying to make it a point to really make sure that I am hearing what others are saying to me. My husband will be the first to tell you that my views are very one-sided (my-sided), and that it is hard for me to see and admit when I’m wrong. I rationalize this with myself in thinking… “doesn’t everyone always think that they are right?” But if I’ve learned anything in life it is that having a chip on your shoulder gets you nowhere. Thinking that you are always in the right might even mean that you are closer to being always in the wrong.
So before I respond to the person that has got me all balled up inside… I’m going to bank on the fact that I probably did something wrong, or said something wrong in order to illicit a hurtful response. My mom reminds me at times that I see things very black and white. Right or wrong. It is now that I must remember that the shades of gray in between are where the emotions linger. If everything was black and white then there would never be arguments, viewpoints, or interpretations… banter, inside jokes, or musings… there would simply be just that. Just black and just white.
But, on the flip side… if this is wrong then I don’t want to be right.
