What's Really Going On?



This entry started out as a reply in the comments thing to Immoderate Moderation, and decided it was worth a whole entry. Why not, after all?

Vanatru had mentioned...

"But on a more serious note. Most people just bitch......like me. You've seen my blogs. Some have internal angst that they voice. Yours doesn't quite fit into either. It's to reflective. "

(Let me mention really quick that I like the word "reflective," as you used it here. It implies to me that you see something in my writing that reflects something that you've felt, and that's one of the things I'm trying to do.)

Well, sometimes I bitch, but I try to bitch about the important stuff. I think it's the network Fox... in between their kids shows in the afternoon, they do little community service bits to help kids deal with... being kids. Anyway, the main theme behind a lot of them is kids getting angry with each other over some small petty thing, and being encouraged to think about "What's really going on?"

I guess a lot of times that's what I'm trying to do. I'm not going to bitch specifically about what so and so did, because if I need to, I'll talk to them about that. What's more important to me is getting to the point of "why did that bother me" or "what could I have done, if anything, that would have prevented that?"

I'm not trying to perform for an audience. The perception of audience is, however, important to me because it keeps me honest. Knowing that there are people out there who will call me out on it if I reach really biased conclusions is the main function of having this public, rather than just a private diary. There are other reasons, like the idea that the conclusions I reach might actually help someone in the same kind of situation deal with it. Knowing that someone else has been there... well, it helps. Y'know.

Sometimes I have internal angst, just like everyone. Sometimes I even have *gasp* schadenfreude (I keep that to myself, though). Nobody wants to read that, though, and I don't think it really helps me deal with things or think things through. That's why I try to look at WHY I'm angsting, rather than the issue that appears to be giving me the angst.

I guess it boils down to this (I'm going around and around in circles, I think): it helps me to look at it from a more detached point of view, rather than just venting "So and so did such and such to me today; he's such a bitch." That, to me, doesn't help anything.

Posted: Fri - August 27, 2004 at 11:16 PM          


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