words
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Words (Photo credit: sirwiseowl)
Why are some people so mean and thoughtless? Why am I at times? Why do we say things so unkind? Why do we use words like “retarded” and stupid? Hey, I’ve done it, too when I haven’t had the good sense to think before I speak.
Yesterday was “End the R-Word” day.
There’s nothing wrong with the word. Words by themselves are fairly neutral but we all know how we feel when we’ve been the recipient of a word used in a derogatory manner. Retarded is a perfectly good word if we’re referencing something other than a person. Many times we don’t mean our words to suggest anything other than what they literally mean. We’re not intending to hurt. But words do hurt. It’s absolutely ridiculous to think that “Sticks and stones may bring my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Who coined that ridiculous phrase anyway?
And our culture has deteriorated rapidly in this regard. Watch any reality show and you’ll see what I mean. Mean words are anywhere and people are laughing! Are you kidding me? What has happened to our sense of humor that we think making fun of someone is even remotely funny?
Of course, the “sticks and stones” phrase is meant to be used as a retort to someone who’s said something unkind to us, like “Nana, nana, poo, poo.” (Please tell me you know what that means.)
But just for today let’s be very careful how we choose our words. Next to our actions, our words say a lot about us and determine our own moods, more than anything else. We simply cannot say cruel things to others without it hurting us as well. I always feel a little sorry(after I get over my mad) for someone who can’t control their speech because I know they are not happy people inside because…………..
Happy people use life-affirming words.
(By the way, if you’re dealing with depression you, of all people, need to use life-affirming words.)
(aother BTW, yesterday was my 100th post. Yea!!!!!)
