“Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.” ~
Ambrose Bierce
As I contemplated what to say to my sons teachers at conferences tomorrow afternoon, I happened to stumble on this quote. Isn’t it amazing how we get what we need at the exact time in our life we need it most? I am going to purposely practice some peaceful yoga right before I go and I guarantee, because of this quote, my conversation will be much different than I initially imagined.
Yeah, amazing! Hope all goes well when you meet with them.
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We too 🙂
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🙂
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I am the queen of losing my grip and spewing insanity when I am angry. Within three minutes I am regretting everything that came out of my mouth. I have to purposefully take deep breaths if I have any hope to get through some conversations without ruining relationships forever. I’m glad you had some time to chill before the meeting.
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I used to be that way but so am getting much better 🙂
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If what you spout ruins the relationship forever, aren’t you just exposing the “uglies” before you bump them?…..ha. But, seriously, if anything you say ruins a relationship, I am going to bet the zit needed popping, anyway. No heated words should tear two well-connected souls apart.
I think it’s dark forces enjoying us getting mad and saying unusually hostile words that is a bigger problem. It’s as if some entity feeds off our negativity/anger. And, if we curb this, the creeps go away starving…and, maybe, we live a little longer or get fewer gray hairs.
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Yes. I don’t go there anymore. Ever. I don’t believe any relationship is worth destroying over lack of self restraint when it comes to turning anger into words. Let’s hope I can still say the same after conferences. When people get defensive and in fight stance, it takes a lot out of me to not go to that place. But, I like myself a lot better when I don’t 🙂 Why stoop to a level I find undesirable
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At the same time, maybe those lil imps get to you, and it feels strangely good to take the safety off your BM-45. [That’s Big Mouth…and I dunno what the 45 would be. No one really measures words in letters or millimeters unless yer a Twit or a high school yearbook.]
I have no reason to like myself less unless my words critically wound someone who irked me first, the receiver does not try to mend the fence or I do harm to myself in the process. And, in the case of the other person not mending the fence, I should not get upset; but it’s a lonely world, otherwise, until you find a new pillow for your head.
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Becoming numb to people. I either feel too much or nothing.
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When you feel nothing, that’s really scary. When you feel too much, it just makes me mad that there isn’t someone to catch your/my tears.
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I’m a mess!
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Well, lay yourself on my bruises or wrap around my foot, maybe your mess can be a band-aid. 😛 I am one step from throwing myself in a dumpster. Just fed up with this life.
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I know. It’s hard once you get to that place but tomorrow is a whole new day 😦
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I love the visual you painted of the zit popping. That is just about perfect. My last instance of talking before thinking probably needed to happen a lot sooner. The relationship is still there, but not nearly the same. We’ll see how it goes from here! Thanks for commenting.
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Your new name shall be Quotesia. You’ll carry a tuning fork where ever you go. It goes off when the lil chime in your head finds a quote to cite. So, go ahead and chance all your personal records, credit cards, etc. 😛
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You give me a lot of names
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What other names did I give you?
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Kim Possible. I can’t remember the other ones but there have been many. You better start writing them down
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So much for your memory. 🙂
I will do that just as soon as I figure out if my big toe is broken and my knees heal. Yea, I don’t even wanna talk about today…
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Oh no. Dare I ask?
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