Some people are aware what’s been going on with me lately. This post isn’t directed at anyone specifically, it’s just something that’s been bugging me lately.
So, communication? Seems to be a lost art these days. Sure, we have social media, texting, Skype, all that jazz, that’s supposed to make communicating easier. But to me, those things only seem to contribute to the laziness people now consider as “communication”. I know I’m being a hypocrite by complaining about this, since I also only ever text, but I’m fully aware of the problem. Acknowledging it is the first step. But hey, when I text, or receive one, I reply. It takes two seconds. Not literally, but it doesn’t take that long to acknowledge someone’s efforts to communicate. Someone is taking a little time out of their day to see how you’re doing, why can’t you? Especially if the person is a good friend or a loved one. It takes two seconds to let someone know you care, if you can’t spare those two seconds, then be honest about your priorities.
Personally, if I can’t take two seconds to speak to someone or reply to someone’s texts, then they’re probably not someone I consider to be very important in my life (this is rare, though). Still, it’s common courtesy to respond.
Let’s go ahead with the flaws of social media. Birthday reminders, for example. I do not remember every single persons birthday, so Facebook is incredibly helpful for reminders. However, I don’t remember the last time I got an actual birthday call. The hypocrite in me also cannot recall the last time I gave someone a birthday call. At least I text, with many smiley emoticons/hearts/exclamation marks. There’s thought right there.
I hate repeating myself when it comes to bringing up issues. I feel like once should be enough. I’d feel like a nagger otherwise. We’re all adults right? I feel like if someone tells you that certain actions are hurting their feelings, you should take note of it once the issue has been brought up.
People may or may not know this, but I’m a fixer. I don’t just give up on things the minute there’s something wrong with them. I want to be honest about my feelings, it’s so hard sometimes because I feel like I shouldn’t be getting mad at certain things, so I hold it in and hope it passes. But I’m also human, I’m allowed to have these feelings.
I also withdraw. As much as I am a persistent fixer, I can’t do it for long. It’s clear when I’ve given up, I withdraw. I’m a very caring person, my friends and family know, “too nice” sometimes, but I’m also really good at not caring. You don’t care? I don’t care. Self-preservation first, but I forget sometimes, my heart gets in the way. I’d do anything (legal) for the people I love. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not. I’m still learning.
We’re all busy, that’s what prioritizing is for. Let’s be honest to ourselves who were willing to spare those two seconds for.