Sticks and Stones

One of the great things about taking the long way is being able to sit and realize that life really is journey of lessons. One of my “I think I am kind of wise” things to say is “everything happens for a reason”. I believe that to my very core. I also like that to think, it is for that reason, that those upstairs watching over us, do not give us a “re-do” button.
One of my favorite Robert Fulgum quotations is: “Sticks and stones will break our bones, but words will break our hearts.”
I was told today, that someone I had barely worked with commented that she “had nothing nice to say about me.” Words and nasty comments said to me or about me become forever a part of my personal self-esteem check-list hidden in the depths of my soul. I could not tell you the wonderful or positive things that have been said about me, but I have a list of ones that broke my heart. I seem to be able to recall those with the utmost detail. Mentally, I can think “How silly that one comment from a person who doesn’t matter isn’t anything”, but my heart is saying:” What?” “What did I do? I am a good person!!!!” I crave to be so strong and brave that what people say about me and think about me doesn’t matter. Unfortunately it becomes a direct hit. I know what my mother would say “F*ck um” God Bless motherly wisdom!
This however, lead me down the mental path of, who have I flung words at? I would put the list here, but it would be long…
Words said in anger, jealousy or fear, are much deadlier then any physical weapon. One of my worst habits is “Oh really? You said that? Well, let me say something 100 times worse and more offensive about you!!” I never just pick a hill to die on, I never stop to the battle is over. *sigh*
I want some “re-do” There are nasty things that have flown out of my very big mouth that I wish I had never said. Things meant to hurt, to lash back and said without thinking. So if a twit could say something like that and hurt me, how have I hurt the people I care about?!?!?!?!?
As much as I hate eating crow, I am a little more aware of the impact my words may have. Lesson received loud and clear. Only now have I finally realized that my life has been and will continue to be; an unending fieldtrip.




Love me or hate me it's still an obsession Love me or hate me that is the question If you love me then thank you If you hate me then f**k you x 2
Lady Sovereign “Love Me, Hate me”