I am nothing if not a person of principle, one of many is that I do not speak about someone’s negative aspects or failures without mentioning how we can learn from it, how we might prevent it and what have you. I do not consider someone’s inability to function a source of conversation. Yet, here we are with my family. Not me- them. This upsets me a great deal as it feels as if listening to them violates something I hold dear.
For me there is little I do not consider conversation worthy. After all? If you have something to say, say it. I’ll be there to listen. But when you bring up someone’s failures, it doesn’t make sense to me. What joy does it bring you? What lessons does it bring to the table? Least of all when your own conversation about it fails to mention what you got out of it. That just feels like you’re trying to come off as superior to another, it in itself a failure.
These aspects bring me no joy and do not serve to even think about in most cases. It honestly feels gross to talk about someone’s misery. Talk about their joy and their achievements. Joy begets joy, so speak about what makes someone happy to make yourself happy. Why would these people derive joy from failure, it makes little sense to me and brings me to the edge of tears some days.
Smile, life ain’t that bad. Even if things look bad now, it always gets better, speak about the good things. Smile, you’re alive. Celebrate.