Every week or two there is a new drama unfolding that hits the internet by storm. All the Internetters in the land weigh in with their perspectives. Like a flash fire, burning through a tinder forest the interweb is clogged with rage and crass comments. Comparable to watching an Episode of Jerry Springer. It seems clear to me; all want a piece of the limelight. Scratching biting clawing for their fifteen minutes of fame. Maybe it’s me, but I don’t get it.
As writers/bloggers, I understand that we all want our stories read/viewed. I put my heart into my writing. Whether it happens to be about the time, I got caught Kneading The Love Muffin, or My Issues with an Eating Disorder. All of it comes from my heart and soul. I don’t feel brave writing these stories because it is the only way I know how to be. Filter free, my soul trickling through my fingers to the keyboard. Whether or not this is how I choose to write it doesn’t stop me from feeling vulnerable. It isn’t easy being scrutinized when leaving pieces of myself for you to read. I am a human being, we all are, my story may be different from yours, but we all bleed.
I do appreciate the right to speak our opinions. I implore each and every one of you to do so, but with care and thought for the person in which you are speaking. It scares me that we can be so callous when it comes to the feelings of other real, genuine, skin and bone human beings. I think we sometimes forget a person sits at the other end of that computer screen. Someone who may have a dying Father, a sick child or as little as just a bad day.
I’m not high and mighty I promise you that. I have made many mistakes in my lifetime. Too many to count. I have said and done things I regret and in doing so have felt the wrath of judgment. So much so at times I wanted to die. Shaming and judgment can tear a person’s core apart. I feel we need to be kind to one another, show each other compassion.
I am not writing this, to attack anyone or say that rebutting to an article, or issue is wrong because I don’t believe it is. But there is a weight of truth to the adage if you have nothing nice to say don’t say anything at all. We are given freedom of speech, and I believe it is something we need to coddle, instead of flaunt.
Too many times, I have read comments on blogs attacking the writer. Or read rebuttals to articles denouncing someone’s right to speak their mind. For what, because you hold them in contempt for their opinions and words. It makes no sense to me, imagine for a moment if it was you being attacked for your thoughts, fears and emotions.
Recently I was speaking with a dear friend of mine whom I met blogging. We spoke on this subject. His words resonated with me.
“We as writers don’t have to attack each other in our writing. We can have a different opinion without giving acknowledgement to another’s. I can lay my opinion out thoughtfully and carefully, without attacking yours in any way. So you can see my thought process. Therefore, you aren’t reading my piece on the defensive.”
It isn’t that we may have a difference of opinion, because what would the world be if we were all the same. For me, it’s that we are all on the same team, fighting for the same result, happiness.
I know what you want to say, take off those damn rose-coloured glasses and get real, the world doesn’t work that way. But imagine if it did, we have the ability to change the way the world works, we are the world ( super cliché, but you get my point.)
Let’s stop competing against each other and stand together as writer’s and blogger’s. We have the ability to share each other’s works of art. If you don’t like something you’re reading, don’t read it. If it doesn’t resonate with you, don’t share it. Weigh in if you need to, but try to be kind and compassionate, for each of us is only doing the best with what we have been given.
I guess you could say this is my rebuttal to none rebuttals, what can I say, we all have our own opinions.
Let’s start killing it with kindness. Who’s with me?