‘Ello bloggies, hope you sommer had a stunning weekend.
Mine was a bit of both. Had a family function at home, which was most excellent, except that I seemed to have stepped on a few toes.
I was asked “Do you have to say exactly what you think and feel or whatever’s on your mind?”
Or “Can’t you be more tactful or …just bite your tongue?”
Hmm. I probably could. But why should I? To please whom exactly? Everyone else?
Been there done that. Bit the tongue and became bitter and resentful coz’ “I coulda, woulda, shoulda” and people took advantage.
I only recently started speaking my mind. It’s liberating. And I’m having way too much fun not to!!
Again, why should I? So that people can like me? So I can have (more) friends? So I can hang on to the few I have? Not to upset anyone?
Being liked is not enough anymore. Respect. That’s what I want.
Got it? *winks*
Anyways, these people (some close friends & Boo) have no idea how much I do bite my tongue. If I didn’t….whoo….
“moenie jou hart ‘n moordkuil maak nie”
(meaning don’t bottle things up, speak your mind, share your feelings)
Keeping your mouth shut makes you ill. Eventually. Or resentful towards yourself and people in general, coz’ not speaking your mind when it matters leads to self-criticism. And you think “I should’ve…” OR “why didn’t I…?” Or “I’m such a wuss” OR “why didn’t I just open my mouth?”
But there’s a flip side. Words can’t be taken back. The self doubt afterward is the worst. “Was it really necessary?” or “Could I really not just ignore it?”
So what am I saying? Say what’s on your mind. If you can live with the consequences AND yourself afterwards.
I might not have friends/family left at the rate I’m going. But why compromise just to be liked? Right? If they love me, they will respect me, and we’ll talk it out, kiss and make up – like adults – and all will be fine. Right?
HAH. In an ideal world, maybe. In reality, you’ll be lucky if you get the chance to…..
And the one that I had it out with? My very own Pa. I had enough.