Rant here, bear with me. And way off the spirit of the thread, but I can't help myself, and I need to get this off my chest.
I think that twitter is totally offensive. Of course I also feel shame and guilt are 2 of the most useless emotions in the world. They do no good for anyone. Really, what does anyone get out of those emotions?
My Mother is the master of manipulating people with the guilt and shame emotions, and the whole subject sets me off.
Thankfully my sisters and I got our Dad's attitude about life. Don't get me wrong, I love my Mom, but she tries to guilt and shame us into what she wants us to do. She can't just call and ask.
I remember one time when in highshcool I did not make the honor roll,( I never did after this little episode, guess I had a point to prove or something) you would have thought the world was coming to an end. She gave me the big speech about "what am I going to tell my friends and family?" "I guess I've done a really bad job of raising you if you are so dumb you can't make the honor roll." "Do you know how that is going to make ME look and what my friends and our family are going to say about me?" "The honor rolls were published in this weeks paper and now I have to go to church on Sunday and face all those people who will wonder why YOU weren't on the honor roll, what am I supposed to say to them?" "I am so ashamed of you, I can't believe you would do this to me."
Not one time did she ever ask me, if I needed help, or what was the deal. I was just stupid and made her look bad.
This stuff haunts me to this day. I'm thankful for getting my Dad's attitude. Which confuses the heck out of my hubby. He has the "the whole world is against me, if all of you would just do what I want, my life would be great" attitude. When something goes wrong, I'm like, "well, let's figure out how to fix it, or ignore it or, deal with it, or what ever the case may be, and then get on with things.
I don't dwell on mistakes, or bad days, or what people think of me, I just don't care.
I figure tomorrow is another day, so I fell off the wagon and had a cheeseburger or a beer, or I didn't take out the trash of fold the laundry. Whoopee.
I can climb right back in the saddle tomorrow and give it my best shot.
No one is perfect.
Rant over.
Thanks for listening, it's what I love about everyone here!