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Thursday, December 3, 2015

Well, If I Were You ...

Back to blogging with my three co-bloggers!  Each week, one of us chooses a topic and we all post a blog entry on that topic, usually on Thursdays.  (Usually we are on time.  Usually.  Ok, mostly.  Sometimes?  Don’t judge me.)

Here are the links to the other fabulous blogs:

Merryland Girl           
Moma Rock

            This week, I chose, and I asked everyone to write about advice you give to other people and follow yourself AND/OR advice that you give other people but which you struggle to follow.  Here’s my take:

            Ah, advice.  We mean well, don’t we?  We all have and hear and even heed lots of it.   Lots.  We are inundated with unsolicited advice on a regular basis.  Sometimes, it feels like pressure.  Do this!  Think this!  Avoid that!  I’m guessing the last thing any of you, my Five Loyal Readers, needs right now is more advice, so I’ll just write about it, but I won’t expect you to actually take it.  I can barely follow my own advice as it is (well, not consistently), so I’m going to write about a piece of advice I actually tend to both give and follow, as well as some advice I often give but with which I still struggle.

Feel Your Feelings

            I say this all the time, and I truly mean it.  Nothing makes me crazier than when someone says she’s upset/sad/angry/etc. and someone else tells her to cheer up or get over it.  Telling someone she is “strong,” when she actually feels “weak” is not particularly helpful.  Negative emotions are a part of life, and unless someone feels them to excess, these feelings are normal.  I will never understand why we are so quick to urge others not to feel these feelings.  (I do understand encouraging someone not to dwell on them forever – that’s different.)  If you’re angry, feel the anger.  Yell.  Vent.  Let it out.  Sad?  Go ahead, have the blues; cry if you want to cry, wallow with a gallon of ice cream if that’s what you feel you need in the moment.  It simply cannot be healthy to constantly push away negative feelings, and it isn’t healthy to encourage someone else to act that way, either.

            Overall, I’m fairly good at feeling my feelings.  I do try hard not to remain “stuck” in a negative mode, but some days are easier than others – and I remember that.  I don’t beat myself up if I’m “in a mood.”  You might not see my mood, particularly if I am feeling sad (I don’t like to cry, so sometimes my “sad” looks more like “angry”), but I feel the feeling.  I think about it, think about why I’m feeling that way, think about whether there’s a cause or a remedy, assuming one exists. 

            Good can come out of feeling one’s feelings, even the negative ones.  Change often grows out of feeling uncomfortable.  If you’re constantly angry or negative about your job, by acknowledging and feeling those feelings, you will eventually realize that it’s time to look for a new job, or maybe even a new career.  The same applies when a situation or a person makes you feel sad or angry or tense.  Listen to your body.  You wouldn’t ignore a constant ache or pain – why ignore negative emotions?  Feel them.  Listen to them.  Give them the credence they deserve.  You’ll feel better, I swear.

Don’t Judge

            Although I’m almost an ace at feeling my feelings, I struggle with this one.  I talk the talk, certainly.  I tell my kids, “Don’t judge,” and I remind myself not to judge others.  I know that I don’t know enough to pass comment on other people, and I know it’s not my job in life.  But it is so much easier to say than to do.

            I’ve become fairly proficient at not judging people in situations.  A story:  One of my siblings (my sister) isn’t fond of my other sibling (our half brother).  We three didn’t grow up together, and we have fairly significant age gaps between us.  My sister and I had the luxury of being raised together, in the same house, with both parents.  On the other hand, my brother grew up with only his mother and a small parade of stepfathers (at least one of whom was not good to him).  He has three half sisters and did not live with any of us for any significant amount of time.  His mother (we share a father) passed away fairly young.  Not surprisingly to me, my brother is not sentimental, and he does not put a lot of energy into things like greeting cards and phone calls on holidays.  This?  Does not bother me, at all.  This?  Drives my sister crazy.  She has imposed the paradigm of her own life – timely birthday cards, regular visits to see our parents, spending time together – upon my brother.  Because he doesn’t do things the way she does things, he is wrong.  He doesn’t care.  She’s “not fond” of him.  She excludes him.  That, in turn, makes me crazy.  My brother is a decent person.  My biggest complaint about him is we don’t have a lot in common, but we are also almost 15 years apart in age.  He feels more like a cousin than a sibling – but I love him and I wish I saw him more often.  While I know our father would love if my brother reached out more often, I can also understand why he doesn’t (incidentally, my father is also not sentimental and never buys or sends greeting cards).  My brother wasn’t raised the way we were; he didn’t have the family my sister and I shared.  I refuse to judge him the way my sister does.  I never will – unless I see him mistreat someone.  I am able to refrain from judgment in this situation and in situations like this:  if I haven’t walked in someone’s shoes, who am I to say how I would behave?

            My struggle with judgment comes at a more subtle level.  I unconsciously – and immediately – judge appearances; whether I mean to or not, how someone dresses or speaks instantly pops an opinion into my head.  Once I catch myself, I try to push the judgment out of my head, but I still get frustrated that it showed up there at all.

            Now, I understand that judging each other is both natural and necessary, I do.  We have to assess each other so as to determine whom to friend and whom to fear.  And I know attraction is unconscious; we can’t really help being drawn to someone, or repelled by someone else.  But those thoughts aren’t really what I mean.  What bothers me is that I still think things like, “What is up with her hair?” or “Leather pants?  Really?”  My thoughts are unnecessary and unwelcome – even by me.  They don’t add value.

            Another story:  There is a mom whose child swims at the same time my daughter swims.  I don’t know this mom (her child swims with a different group), but I’ve caught myself judging her.  She caught my eye because she is super loud; she likes to yell to other parents across the large waiting area, or out to her child at the pool (which is noisy and behind a thick pane of glass).  Now, it’s fine that her behavior bugs me; that’s not so much a judgment as a reaction.  But I don’t like that I’ve mentally decided I don’t like her.  I don’t even know her!  She may be a lovely person who just needs a little attention; for all I know, she gives all of her money and time to charity.  I don’t know.  And that’s the point:  I don’t know.  So I shouldn’t judge.

            I am particularly sensitive to this because my first impressions of people are so often wrong.  Knowing this, I truly have no business forming opinions without more information.  And, yet, I still do.

            I hope I will eventually heed my own advice and not rush to judgment based upon appearances or first interactions.  Is it possible?  I’m not sure.  But I’ll give it a shot.  I also hope that, in the meantime, you won’t judge me for judging others.  But, then again, go ahead, feel your feelings.

            Or, even better, forget I said anything.  Who needs that kind of pressure?



  1. Great post and such a thought-provoking topic. I like your advice!

  2. I think it's hard not to judge people. It's what helps us to form opinions and keep ourselves "safe" from people who we feel might not be someone we want in our lives. I'm also a big hypocrite on that. I tell myself, "don't judge" but I do it anyway! I think I'm getting better about it, practicing more tolerance, but after what I've gone through this year with some of the relationships I've surrounded myself with, I think I need to be more cautious and a little more judgy, with certain things. This post made me think, and I didn't feel pressured to. :)

    1. I realized that when I was writing this. I think I struggle because I like thinks to be black and white but judgment isn't. We have to make assessments. I just need to remind myself to keep mine from being too surface. And I hope your relationship "stuff" calms down -- I hate that you're dealing with that.

  3. Wow! Very interesting topic. We have a lot more in common than just our love of cats. I have a family that is all over the place too. I was just telling Melissa how a soap opera plot would work good off my family. I also get very frustrated when people tell me to get over a mood. My ex did it all the time but my mom is the worst with her "get over your pity party" or "are we having a pity party today". But when she is upset or down, she expects everyone to drop what they are doing and be there for her. I'm not saying I don't do it. But there have been times when I wanted to say her own words back to her. I won't bore you with any more. I just thought I would say you are not alone with these topics.

    1. Thanks. I believe all families have some level of drama, I do. But I'm not a fan of pity parties or of thinking you know how someone feels when you cannot possibly know. Hope you have a smooth holiday season. ;)