By: Sneha
Do you ever find yourself trying to explain something that doesn’t even make sense to you? Or trying to convince yourself (or others) of something that you know deep down is pure bullshit? Why do we sugarcoat? Hope? Conciliation? Fear?
Then, to take it a step further, we make excuses.
Why? To hide the truth? Probably.
So why hide? Embarrassment? Shame? Social pressures?
It’s completely natural. We all make excuses, for ourselves and others —- it’s the way we try to help. But why can’t we just be, feel or act “in the moment?” Why can’t we just be sad? Or Angry? Or helpless?
Why can’t we just call it what it is?
2016 was a roller coaster and to be honest, it’s been a crazy 2017 so far. I can’t believe it’s already May and looking back I won’t say it’s been easy…or good. It’s been rough but thankfully I’m still here: making mistakes, learning and blogging. (*don’t laugh because this is no mind-blowing discovery that’ll earn me the Nobel prize but hey I’m sure yall all can relate) And what I’ve learned is that if you keep it real upfront, like right from the beginning, then it can only get better.
Call it what it is:
The end.
or
You got screwed.
or
It sucks.
or
This is horrible.
or
I hurt and feel like shit.
or
That was completely unfair.
or
It’s been a shitty day/week.
or
We need a break.
or
It’s time to move on.
or
You always deserved better so I’m glad this happened. (harsh but underused)
Once you tell the truth, IT can only get better, right?
I am a bleeding optimist and truly believe in the fact that everything happens for a reason. [Is that conciliation too?] We all want to believe that good things are around the corner. We think and hope for the best because at the end of the day, there’s only so much we can do. So, when we should just simply accept bad news or a bump in the road we try to justify it. But if we just call it what it is, isn’t that like ripping off the band aid? It’s ugly and painful but now you can move on. You can recover. You can grow.
Fortunately, I have many loved ones to keep me in check (and sane). Hate, cry or celebrate; whatever you need to do but let’s start calling IT what IT is. I dare you to start calling a spade a spade and nothing else.