The Daggers We Throw

Intentionally or Not

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Photo by Afif Ramdhasuma on Unsplash

Supposedly, when we grow up, our hide gets thicker. Supposedly.

I had something happen to me last week that has nettled me off and on and I have allowed it to unsettle my rhythm of work.

It was from a supposed friend of mine, but more so my husband’s friend from many years, who called bullshit in a comment about a three-minute piece I wrote called Gratitude for my Just Passing Through YouTube channel.

It was that one word. From where I stand, I am trying to be upbeat and help people navigate the hard phases of their lives. Sometimes life sucks. I get that. But I also know that if you dwell on the nasty stuff, it can further poison and derail whatever it is that you are striving for.

From experience, I know that it is horrible to try to find something to be grateful for when you are so sunk in the depths. But, like any legitimate progress to be made in your life, you’ve got to get through the hard parts to finally come out the other end knowing that you are a better person for it.

People say the practice of being grateful can help. So, I wrote about that.

I’m still trying.

But she called bullshit in the comment she left, and I felt like I’d been stabbed.

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