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I’m nonconfrontational. My husband is nonconfrontational. Our families tend to be nonconfrontational (well, except for the Outlaw Cousins, but you know how it is).
That’s why Facebook has been so interesting lately. The more friends I get, the more likelihood
something I say or post is going to get a strong response from someone. I had to unfriend someone because I posted
something that pissed him off once and then ever after he would attack me on my
comment section. I gave him a couple of
chances and then unfriended him. I’ve
even touched off some good friends.
Which is funny, because I am by nature
noncontroversial. I have strong feelings
about things, but because I’m nonconfrontational I keep my mouth shut. I don’t comment generally on people’s posts
in my feed that I think are wrong-headed or downright dumb. They have their right.
And pretty much everything I post is pretty milquetoast
(mmmm, milk toast, yum). I stay away
from religion and politics.
It keeps me in my comfort zone, but then I think: Is this
part of me not being brave again? It
seems like everywhere I turn nowadays, I’m getting hints that I need to be
braver, to stand up more, to reveal more, to not shy away from confrontation.
Which seriously is against my natural inclinations.
I do love a good indepth intellectual discussion, however,
even if the person doesn’t agree with me.
What do you think?
Braver? Or why can we just get
along?
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