I am so ridiculously sick of being harrassed and threatened and warned, just because of the things I feel or believe in and have the apparent audacity to verbalize. I guess I feel that I am a big girl, I can feel however I want without recrimination. Disagree with me all you want, argue with me all you want; that’s the beauty of our lives here. We can do that, and should do that. That’s how you learn, how you evolve, how things change. But we are all adults, at least chronologically, so is it really too much to expect some open-mindedness, common courtesy, and respect for and from one another? Dissenting opinions are going to happen. People come at things from all different places in life. We all have our own life experiences, and we all have knowledge picked up from a thousand different sources. So people are going to disagree with you. Get over it. It’s okay. Ripping another apart over it isn’t going to do anything to make them change their minds. All it does is take away any intellectual credibility you might have had.
I’m done with the nasty anonymous emails. Have the guts to stand behind your words and use a name because otherwise, you are just a coward. Staying anonymous only shows me one thing,… that you are fully aware that you are behaving badly. Sending wishes that my husband be killed in action while he’s in Afghanistan? That is just classless and ignorant and shows what kind of person you really are.
I am done with being told how to feel, what I should believe, or what I can say. I have earned my right to feel, believe and say what I want. Just like you have. Don’t threaten me with your friendship because real friends could agree to disagree. I don’t need to be told what I can and can’t say on my own blog or social media. I am not inflammatory in language, so if you can’t handle it, that’s your choice, but don’t use our friendship as a weapon to control and censor me.
I’ve listened and read so many different opinions over the past few days and the ones that stick out are the ones that don’t need judgements and nastiness to get the point across. True, many of those, I still don’t agree with, but they have good points and I can understand their views a little better. And sometimes those points make me rethink my own position and realize that they might be onto something. That’s called open-mindedness, people. Their lives and knowledge have just led them to a different place than my own has. And that’s perfectly okay.