When I was in my depression, I had no filter. I knew I was starting to get better when I could hold my tongue instead of replying with a scathing remark. To this day, I have times when I have to consciously hold my tongue and not say the first harsh things that spring to mind.
Like today. My middle sister got married in May and her husband had to go on a week-long trip for work. It's tough; they're newlyweds just getting used to having someone else in the house and now he's gone a while. I understand that. But when she sent me a whiny text about missing her husband...okay, see, right there. "Whiny". I don't really think it was all that whiny...anyway. My first thought was, "Oh my gawd, give me a break, at least you HAVE someone and it's only a WEEK and he'll be BACK!!"
Instead, I realized she'd sent the same message to multiple people, and since I was at work, I figured others replied with the appropriate responses and I would just pretend I was too busy to say anything. Because I'm an adult, that's why.
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