Why You Got to Be So Mean?
Recently, I have been thinking about this medium and wondering why people feel the need to be so mean. I will give you a recent case in point that I experienced.
I have been following the blog of a man that cheated on his wife. There are a million detail, reasons and extenuating circumstances, but no excuses and he is brutally punishing himself for it. So, I left this comment on one of his recent posts.
I have a question for you. I fucked another man, one of my husband’s best friends in fact, does that make me a terrible person, a horrible wife and a bad mother? Should I be condemned to a life of pain, misery, heartache and be forever unforgiven? Is that the life you would wish upon me, my husband and my children? I sure hope not, because that is definitely NOT the life I wish for you. As you already know, you are the only one that can forgive yourself. It doesn’t mean you have to condone it, you just have to accept it and let it go. Those families that forgave the shooter who gunned down their loved ones in the church in South Carolina, didn’t forgive him because they condoned what he did. They forgave him because they needed to so THEY could heal. Heal yourself, my friend. You have done NOTHING that is unforgivable. NOTHING. ❤
First, I have NEVER cheated on my husband! Yes, we have introduced third parties into our life, but ONLY with complete knowledge and consent from ALL concerned. I wrote my reply to purposefully imply that I had, to make my point. I think this guy HAS to forgive himself first, so his family can heal. Anyway, I received a reply from someone else and it said,
You fucked one of your husband’s best friends and you’re asking if that makes you a terrible person?? Err, YEAH, it does actually. And a whore. I hope your poor children never find out, otherwise that’s them screwed for life. Ugh.
This was directed at me and offered NOTHING to the writer of the Blog. I went to this persons page and found out she is a wife that has been cheated on, is trying to work things out with her husband and thinks any woman that even walks down the same street as her husband is a whore, slut, bitch, and tramp. I understand she has had pain and disappointment, but I don’t understand the need to be so vicious in her comments to someone she doesn’t even know. I am NOT the one her husband fucked.
She can call me any name she wants, it doesn’t make it true. I am DEFINITELY NOT a whore. I don’t get paid for sex. I give it away for free. I know I brought up my kids up in my reply, but that was the only thing that REALLY upset me. You can say anything you want about me, attack me and crucify me, but you had BETTER leave my kids the FUCK ALONE! Mama Bear don’t play.
So, I sent this reply.
I am truly sorry that you have been hurt very badly by someone. I hope that you are able to find some peace, because your angry reply, made with you having only the barest of information, is very judgmental, hostile and unforgiving. My point was that really, really good people make bad decisions sometimes. And yes, some really, really shitty people do too. Even if terrible mistakes are made, love, forgiveness and compassion can still lead us forward to a life that is changed for the better.
I could have been really pissy and mean right back, but that’s my whole idea behind this post, why would I? I have never seen the need to bring someone else down to your level when you are hurting. We ALL hurt sometimes. I would much rather find someone that is down and do my best to bring them up. I usually find that by doing that, I am raised a little along with them.
In conclusion: Don’t be mean, Love your fellow man and have wild, kinky mind-blowing sex!