Someone texted something to me today that really hurt my feelings. The weird thing was that it totally caught me off guard and then I got super upset. I got all fired up and was about to lash out at them but then realized it wasn’t worth damaging our relationship over a little statement. The statement wasn’t mean, it was just truthful and it made me feel bad. I almost responded really rudely but then I just dropped it and started obsessing about the comment. I was feeling so happy today because I had accomplished so much. I trimmed all the plants in the front yard when TT was napping, took Tiara to speech, went for a walk, did laundry, fixed the contact page on my blog, made progress on planning my 25th high school reunion and dinner is already in the oven and it is only 4pm. Now I am feeling super bummed and in a bad mood.
Isn’t it weird how one comment can ruin your day? Funny, I just told Trinity yesterday that “people can’t make you feel bad about yourself, only you can allow them to make you feel bad about yourself.” Wow, super successful at following my own advice. Not. My second warning to her and the one I have issued to all my girls since they were toddlers is” girls are really mean.” No news flash there. Boys can have a fist fight at school and then play together the next day without issue, but girls on the other hand, they are brutal. And my final piece of advice to her yesterday was “sticks and stones can break your bones, but words can never hurt you.” Yeah right.
That is so stupid, why would I say that to my her when it is so not true. Whoever came up with this saying anyway? I mean clearly it is a true statement in regards to physical injury, but emotional pain hurts so much worse. I guess we lie to our selves and our children because we want to feel better and pretend words can’t hurt us, but they do. Now that I am obsessing about what this person said to me I have decided I would rather have my hair pulled, my shins kicked, and the back of my arms pinched all day long instead of having my feelings hurt. I am used to physical abuse, but the verbal and emotional abuse is way worse. It sticks with you long after a bruise or cut has healed.
The good news is, now I feel all better after sorting this out with you and I am off to pour my wine and serve dinner since it is 5:30.
Have a wonderful weekend.