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Something is really bothering me…..

….and in a true British style I am going to write about it!
It’s a joke that is so true – that British people can still be so polite even when angry that they will be so OUTRAGED they have to go and write a letter.

Now, I pride myself in being open minded, kind, caring and a generally nice person. I have my off days when I am down or a bit fed up and I might snap at someone – but I am self aware enough to know when I have done this and I will make amends and rectify my error.

Anyone that knows me, knows this.

Anyone that knows me knows I can’t stand people being treated unfairly.
I hate hate hate hate HATE bullies and emotional blackmailers.
I detest people jumping to conclusions, judging people and judging someone on what they look like.
I hate homophobia and racism.
I hate sexists people – whether that be men or women.

Now, the other day I had many intelligent people come into work or phone up and were going out of there way to slow things up and be annoying. So I used the word retarded.
The correct dictionary definition of this is thus:
v. re·tard·ed, re·tard·ing, re·tards
v.tr.
To cause to move or proceed slowly; delay or impede.
v.intr.
To be delayed.
n.
1. A slowing down or hindering of progress; a delay.
2. Music A slackening of tempo.

Some not so nice people took that word and due to it meaning proceeding slowly it has been used by some as a derogatory term for people with certain disabilities.

Thing is I used the word as it should’ve been used, defining someone who could do better, who knew better and who was going out of their way to make things not progress, they were hindering progress on purpose.

I would never use the term in a derogatory way. I will be and always have been the kid that will stick up for the person being picked on, the more defenceless soul if they have not done anything.

My friend, like many of us as children, used derogatory terms as a child……I’ve never pulled her up on that as you think OK we need to learn and that’s fine.
Then this topic became very close to home and something she is obviously now sensitive about.
I get that, I understand that……..but I did nothing wrong.
I didn’t call a child with a disability the ‘r’ word, I never have and I never would.
She should know this.

But instead she took to facebook and started slamming me, without having the sense to talk to me about it or realise how things were meant.

Does this not then make her a participant in online bullying?
She started to call me names, derogatory names but not using my name just hiding behind the computer.
This saddened me and deemed the whole thing a little hypocritical.

It highlights to me how people are so quick to judge…it really highlights to me the issues we have with online networking things in general.
When something directly affects them they will fight and argue, but not before? Isn’t that again a little hypocritical but maybe typical of human nature?

Why are we all so angry these days? Why can’t we talk to people about things?

Why are there so many people out there that are big and tough when they are behind their computer screens?

When was it OK to release details of a girl that had been raped?
When was it OK to hack into people’s phones, to steal information, to potential be making families think a loved one was still alive when they weren’t?
When was it OK to hack into servers and post loads of private information about the general public all over the internet?
When was it OK for people to set up pages that taunt dead people and their families, quite frequently families that have had a child be murdered or sadly commit suicide.

I find the internet wonderful, you can find out so many things, have access to so much lovely information, I have made some amazing friends thanks to social networking sites that I would never have met in normal circumstances.

Yet so many people are out there abusing it.
What my friend did pales in comparison to the things above but it just made me stop and think about how badly things are used.

I wish human nature could get rid of it’s anger and jealousy, because they wouldn’t we have a much better place?

If people learnt to be understanding and respectful of others wouldn’t the world be a wonderful place?

If we could see the good and not jump to conclusions.
If we could think about our actions before doing something.

The world has great potential.
As does everyone in it.
You can’t control what others say and do but you sure can control yourselves.

You like potato and I like potahto………………………

So Sarah Harding bit her boyfriend and we all have a good laugh.

Or do we!?!

The article about her biting her boyfriend was read out in the staff kitchen, followed by people laughing and words of ‘Loser’ thrown about. As in the man being a loser. Sorry I have no interest in finding out his name.

But I do have much interest in finding out why people think this is funny.

If a man beats up a woman we (rightly) think it’s a bit outrageous.

If a woman beats up a man we (wrongly) think it’s hilarious.

I remember reading a report about a man that was raped at work.

No one would believe it was possible. Male anatomy can still be made to work even if the mind and heart aren’t in it. Women can over power a man. So why was this man not taken seriously?

Why do we find it not such a funny story about Sarah Harding now we find out that she was apparently dragged around the floor by her hair with her face bashed into the floor.

Yeah I’ve heard the jokes about how many people would like to bash her face in and blah blah blah but um let’s just ponder for one moment.

Cheryl Cole beat up a poor toilet attendant but then was ‘allowed’ to become the nations darling. (she was never and will never be a darling of mine.)

How come she was so easily forgiven?

It’s been widely reported that girl gangs are increasingly more violent than boy gangs these days.

There have been shocking scenes of young girls beating men up, even killing them on the streets.

I know of friends mother’s who have been verbally abused by school girls.

Courts will still sentence a woman to a harsher sentence purely because they don’t expect women to behave as bad as men. Not too long ago there was quite a high number of women doing jail time in the UK for unpaid TV license where the number for men was minimal.

On the flip side someone once said to me if a woman punches me in the face unprovoked, I’ll punch her back in self defence. Say I am wrong if you want but I kind of agree. To be totally 100% honest with you I wish there was no violence full stop but self defence is self defence.

Men can be and are abused in relationships too and it’s about time that was taken seriously. The emotional scars from such things run deep and heal long after the physical marks have gone and if society won’t support them then that’s going to make the healing process even harder.

Kate Moss has been known to pack a punch but this is excused because she’s Kate. Why?

If Jamie punched her back wouldn’t the media be up in arms?

I heard a beautiful sentence once, ‘There is no real reason for an adult to shout unless someone’s life is in danger.’ How very true that is. If we are in control of ourselves and our emotions we should be able to express ourselves without screaming and shouting and just waiting for our turn to speak and we should definitely be able to express ourselves without having to hit someone.

I am not trying to quote a Michael Jackson song here but it doesn’t matter if you are black, white, pink, yellow, blue, man, woman, child or elephant. Violence is not wanted round here!!!!

The only word I can find is scumbag…..

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1370627/Let-Anne-free-The-writer-revealed-elephants-suffering-world-begs-release.html

Sometimes I really do seem to like to beat myself up.

I’ve always been one to tell people to not care what people think – be yourself and if you know you are not being a total bitch or doing anything really bad – well then you know you have little to worry about.

It’s a fact of life that no matter how good or decent you are – not everyone will like you.

There are some wonderful people out there that have few people in their lives and some not so wonderful people out there that seem to have so much.

Life works in mysterious ways and so much of it is about circumstance. If you put yourself out there you are more likely to get more back. But that’s more back in equal measures no doubt. If someone doesn’t like you – don’t let them make you question yourself or feel bad or feel like you are not good enough.

Some people need to be surrounded by tonnes of people at all times. Some prefer some solitude and a small close group of friends. Neither is wrong, you just have to find what works for you.

Sometimes things happen that force the path we are on in life to go off in a direction we’d not even considered before. We have to roll with that otherwise every day can become a battle.

Thing is, as much as I know this and as much as I preach this and will be the first to kick off when someone makes someone feel bad for no reason…..well, I’ve found myself thinking lately…….I guess I’ve found myself doubting myself too much….and why? Because I am judging myself against other people and what I think others expect of me. I judge myself against the girl I was ten years ago, when in reality if I was still that girl of 10 years ago it would mean I haven’t changed, that I haven’t grown and that would be a big fail on the chart of life, surely!?!

I started a new job when I was not very well, I had to take time out to have a 3rd attempt at an operation. It’s taken a battering on me in mind and body. I walked away from about 18 friends. I had to. I love them and wish them well but I had to change things in my life. I focussed on me properly for the first time ever. Focussed on getting myself well. The friends left around me are wonderful, they are brilliant and I thank each day for them. The work colleagues, well something slipped there. It’s the first time ever that I can work somewhere and not really feel like I know anyone. And I judge myself because of it. I judge myself on not being the party girl that I once was. But I have grown up a lot in that time and grew tired of the fickleness of some routines. This is surely a good thing, yet why do I keep insisting on judging myself against a person I once was, or a scene I no longer want to be part of. If some people at my work haven’t gelled with me yet, why do I think that’s all my fault?

I need to remember that all things happen for a reason and that I shouldn’t try to fit into a shape that I was never built for. I need to be me and embrace that.

Sometimes I have to stop thinking that everything that goes wrong is my fault. That every silence has to be filled or is down to me. I don’t have to be out partying all the time to have a rich life.

Funny how I can be so quick to preach yet so slow to learn things myself.