Save the Drama

A little food for thought on this Friday afternoon.

So, I felt compelled to write this post NOW and not wait until Random Wednesday or any other day for that matter. 

This might make you hate me or love me. I am taking a BIG risk and hoping that you will still love me...or at least like me.

And for the record, what I am about to say DOES relate to me, maybe NOT at this very moment in time, but it has effected me several times in my life. And I will say, I am JUST as guilty as the next person. I just have just chosen to CHANGE the way I live and my world view, if you will.

DRAMA.

Why? What is the point? What does it do, but make life taste dirty, look dirty and feel dirty.

Let me also add that this post has to do with both your real life and blog life.

There has been so much negativity floating around blog land that it makes me want to barf. Like go to the toilet, and throw up the two tacos I just had at Jack in the Box. 

Come on, ladies. Get a freaking grip. It's a blog. If you don't like what you see on someone elses blog...move onto the ones you DO like. Why waste time and energy on being negative? It will suck the ever living life at of you. I promise.

Stop being jealous. Stop being catty. Stop the shit talk. Period.

Again, I am not saying anyone has been rude or ugly to me...yet. 

So many people have been posting about what you should and shouldn't do on a blog. People are leaving crappy anonymous comments. People are mad at other people because of giveaways. People make fun of other's HARD work.

I ask you again, why? Does this make others feel better about themselves? Does this make their own insecurities diminish? Do they think it's funny? Do they think they are being cute? Are they trying to fit into a certain clique?

I wish I knew the answer. I just know that it makes me so sad that we live in a world/society that thinks it's okay to knock each other down. 

I had a small dose of "drama" creep into my real life last weekend. Guess what I did? I texted/called the person and we talked. We talked like rational, mature adults. There was no name calling, there was no gossip...only talking through the situation and resolving....hugging it out. All is back to normal. No harm, no foul.

For the love of all that is holy, please try to make a conscious effort to zip your lips when something unattractive about someone else wants to fall out of your mouth.

Don't be that person that gets stereotyped as the one who likes to talk crap and stir the pot. Once you are "labeled" as this person, it's hard to shake.

As my dad always told me, "Keep your nose clean."

Remember that not a single person on the face of the planet is PERFECT. We all have our faults and flaws. So, the next time you want to throw out the "mean" card, take yourself back to when someone smacked you across the face for no reason. Remember what that felt like. Remember how bad it hurt.

At the end of the day, post what you want. Say what you want. Do what you want. Just don't feel like you can be a biz-natch because you want. It's gross and unattractive.

Personally, I get no greater joy than to make someone happy or smile. I also get no greater remorse than when I know I have intentionally or unintentionally hurt someone's feelings.

I am not saying we should all join hands and sing Kumbaya. We know that's never gonna happen. It's not the real world. All I am saying, in the words of Thumper, is "if you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all."

Remember why you started blogging? For me it was to talk about fashion and my life. Many people have chosen to stop reading what I have to say. That's okay. It hurts a little, but I am not for everyone. Just like you are not for everyone. But everyone deserves to be respected both on blogs and in real life.

Just FYI, this is NOT directed to any particular person or event. It's a culmination of things I have personally witnessed. All you have to do is open up Google Reader or step outside and see it with your own eyes.

Maybe it's something to chew on over the weekend because we are all guilty of it. And if you say you're not or never have been, I call the BS card on ya. ;)

Enough said.