I will never understand people’s motives, thoughts, words, and actions. Never. Ever. I realize there is no rule that says we have to understand. But when folks lash out (due to their insecurities?) it makes no sense to me. Do they enjoy creating a conflict? Do they need attention? Do they comprehend the hurt they create? Do they care?
Some may be asking, “ what difference does it make?” Or, why should I care? First of all, I don’t enjoy having lies told; when I’m misunderstood and wish to explain the misunderstanding, I don’t like being shut down and not allowed to give my explanation; nor do I appreciate that I must be wrong regardless of what I have to say; I feel deeply and do not wish to be hurt.
Here’s the deal. Every living and breathing person is entitled to his or her opinion. I do not have to agree with yours nor do you have to agree with mine. But I will allow you to express yourself. I’m not one to cut and run. However, I don’t like to argue with others who aren’t willing to listen in return. I’ve learned, in the last several years, to listen. Then it may be my choice to further engage in the conversation or skip over it.
It’s now easy to block communication from people. There are levels of disengagement on social media. You can mute people or block them entirely. Does this mean I have never blocked someone on social media? Of course not. I will block an individual I feel is nasty, cruel, spreading disinformation and/or lies., etc.
Hey, it’s easy to jump to conclusions. It’s far less easy to listen to an explanation of why an assumption may be incorrect. And to persist in pushing the incorrect assumption despite having been given the explanation of the reality of the situation, that’s just childish. It may be followed by a diatribe of why the person is correct, why you’re wrong, and then, bada bing, the person blocks you from further communication. Period.
I left the third grade behind fifty-some years ago and I quit cooties for infinity back in 1968. The blockage of communication allows the blocked person to make, perhaps, his/her own incorrect/correct conclusions. But it smacks of something more. You may reach your own incorrect/correct conclusions on this one. Rest assured, you will never know for sure because you are no longer allowed to communicate and find out. Ain’t life grand?
N.B.—“you probably think this [rant] is about you.” Doubtful. But maybe.
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