Hello again, dear reader(s)!
In order to spare you Reader Litter, (Like kitty litter, only for WordPress), I have decided to combine two shortish posts of entirely different subject matter into one, still less shortish post. Why? Because I wanted to tell you a funny (to me) story I recently remembered, having moved back into my childhood home; and because I also have thoughts weighing heavily on my mind and would like your advice on the subject of this here blog-type-thing. So which would you like to read first? The story post portion, or the blogging post portion?
Too bad, you’re getting the story post portion first. Feel free to scroll through if you want to do things your own way, though be advised it is against my intentions and might make me sad. 😦 (Yes, I used an emoticon. Sue me.)
I’m In Here
It was the 80’s and my parents had just gotten divorced. My mom was working nearly all of the time in order to try to keep food on the table and the lights on. The basic necessities were usually met, but some things had to be put off for a time. Prioritizing was Pee-Wee’s Secret Word around the house. (Everybody scream, you know you watched it!)
Well, one fine day, the lock on the bathroom door broke. Despite the 3 bedroom, 1 bathroom house being occupied by my mom, my older sister, my older brother, and myself; getting it fixed just wasn’t a priority. (Do you scream on a form of the word? I can’t remember.) As you can imagine, all of this lockless anarchy led to quite a few mid-relief walk-ins.
So my mother, in her brilliance, proposed a simple solution to this perplexing problem. Upon entering The Room of Bath, one should shout out, “I’m in here!” This would ensure that everyone would know not to enter whilst a fellow family member was doing his or her business.
And it worked. For many months.
Until one day…
On that day, my mom’s supervisor at her work called her to discuss a matter of some importance. The phone rang, my brother lifted the receiver and shouted, “I’m in here!”
The lock was fixed within the week. Priorities.
Blog-type-thing Advice Request
If you read my post earlier today, (Why do you keep doing that to yourself? And I thought I was a masochist!) then you know I have made the decision to unfollow certain blogs with a negative tone or posting about things that upset me (such as defending racism, and making sweeping generalizations). I strongly believe everyone is entitled to their own opinion, I just don’t necessarily want to read the negativity.
It is akin to viewing the abused animals on the ASPCA commercials for me. Bad stuff exists. It is out there. But it brings me down and I don’t want that. It is hard for me to handle.
So here is my dilemma:
What if, one of the people with the beliefs that I can’t stand, might not be such an evil person? What if that person is simply misguided or just hasn’t been exposed to the good in people from all walks of life as I have? What if they grew up and were taught those things by everyone around them and just haven’t been shown the other side of the coin? Not everyone has been exposed to the diversity that I have. Not everyone has dated interracially. Not everyone has had close friends come out to them and realize that they were still the same great people they always were. Not everyone themselves believes they don’t fit squarely into the typical roles given to them by society. Not everyone has had people of every different race, religion, lack of religion, sexuality, gender, gender identity, etc…work to save their life.
So what do I do? Do I suck it up and try to change minds? Do I follow in the hopes that they will, at some point stop by and really understand what I have to say; or do I spare myself the heartache and let it go? I believe and have said that we often have to do the hard things in order to better ourselves…but I am also facing things where I feel I need to look out for me more.
So please, if you have any advice for me on this situation, I am all ears. (Or eyes, in this case.)